Jayne: Captain, can you stop her from bein' cheerful, please? Mal: I don't believe there is a power in the 'verse that can stop Kaylee from being cheerful. Sometimes you just wanna duct tape her mouth and dump her in the hold for a month.

'Serenity'


Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


tommyrot - Feb 04, 2007 6:41:11 am PST #4000 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

It was a Buffista joke. Something about a poor, third-world woman - all she had was a root. And then a Buffista mentioning that there's probably a woman who's poorer still, thinking "I wish I had a root."


Deena - Feb 04, 2007 6:51:50 am PST #4001 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Ah, that's it! I knew I'd heard it somewhere. Thanks Tommy.

My skipping ways have been shamefully revealed. {{Cass}} I'm sorry.

I went back to bed, took a nap, and had a nightmare where someone insulted my (irl nonexistent) carpentry skills and tried to burn down the house when I told him to leave and never return.I woke up extremely upset with the crazy not-real-person.


DavidS - Feb 04, 2007 7:08:53 am PST #4002 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

It was a Buffista joke.

It was bon's joke. Teppy can quote it to you verbatim.

I think it was a root and a goat.


brenda m - Feb 04, 2007 7:12:43 am PST #4003 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

I thought it was Betsy for some reason.


brenda m - Feb 04, 2007 7:15:17 am PST #4004 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Ah, here we go.

Betsy: The building with the cookies is having a fire evacuation.

No cookie for me.

I went for a walk around the lagoon.

A walk is not a cookie.

I returned to the vending machine. They were out of Peanut M&Ms, so I got Plain. Then I went upstairs.

We don't have any unflavored fizzy water. We only have artificial berry-flavored.

My plans for the remainder of the afternoon: Sulk.

Allyson: So in third world speak, it'd be all:

I went out to get an egg this morning but some sort of beast ate my hen, so I had to suck on the same root I had yesterday.

Then I decided to walk to the watering hole to get a bucket of water to start boiling leaves for that friggin' whooping cough that won't let up, and tripped over my 8th youngest kid, who succumbed to the ebola.

It's just not my day.

bon bon: Did I tell you all about my rich neighbor who has a chicken and seven kids? She's really got it made. Me, I'm a spinster. I WISH I had some root and a husband. At least I have one leg to take me past my daily stoning.


DavidS - Feb 04, 2007 7:16:17 am PST #4005 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I thought it was Betsy for some reason.

Because Betsy's so witty? That's a good reason. But it was definitely bon. It is bon's own "eat a muffin whitey" - applicable in so many situations.

eta: With able assists from Betsy and Allyson!


Laura - Feb 04, 2007 7:36:20 am PST #4006 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Yay! Thanks for finding the quote. I had a vague memory but no specifics. Hee.

I'm sorry for the head ouchy, vw. Toto will forgive and forget.


Steph L. - Feb 04, 2007 8:12:52 am PST #4007 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

always get a carpal tunnel flare up when I take levaquin

The quinolone antibiotics are excellent in terms of being big-gun antibiotics for resistant infections or, you know, ANTHRAX. (Not the band.) (Though they might need some antibiotics, I don't know.)

However, they wreak merry hell on your joints. Cipro fucked my joints big time when a dumb-ass associate of my regular doctor gave it to me for an ear infection.

AFAIK, there's not much to combat the joint issues, other than taking your painkiller/antiinflammatory of choice.

(And yes, I could have quoted the root and husband verbatim, but I was too slow.)

Ventured out into the single-digit temperature last night to go to Target for knifey goodness. Now I need to chop things.

My plan for today's exceedingly ass-cold-ness (high of 13) is to go work out very soon, while the sun is out (not that it really helps much, but it's a psychological comfort), and then stay inside for the rest of the day, baking and reading and watching the Puppy Bowl.

I live on the edge.


Zenkitty - Feb 04, 2007 8:19:40 am PST #4008 of 10001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Quinolone antibiotics are evil to me. Muscle weakness, joint pain, dizziness; and the doctor that prescribed the last one told me that the side effects were all in my head and I shouldn't have read the fact sheet from the pharmacy because I'd just scared myself. @@


Hil R. - Feb 04, 2007 8:19:42 am PST #4009 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

However, they wreak merry hell on your joints.

Huh. In college, I had nearly a month when I pretty much couldn't do anything, due to first the sinus infection from hell that didn't respond to a few antibiotics, then they gave me Cipro, which got rid of the infection, and then I had what felt like an arthritis flare-up that left me pretty much unable to do anything but lie in bed for another week. I hadn't known there was any link there.