One conducts a survey.
Lydia: But you are a vampire. Spike: If I'm not, I'm gonna be pissed about drinking all that blood.
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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.
Astarte - Jan 11, 2007 5:05:15 pm PST #417 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
sj - Jan 11, 2007 5:06:36 pm PST #418 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
sj, do not understand the patting thing...you'd think people could read my "die if you try it," vibe and yet...
Thanks, erika. 1. I don't get touching a stranger. 2. My name is not "sweetie" or "dear". This one caught me off guard, so she only caught the vibe after.
smonster - Jan 11, 2007 5:06:49 pm PST #419 of 10001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
hi erika!
sj, sounds like you need a proximity alarm. or a taser. or maybe just a cluestick for the clueless.
smonster - Jan 11, 2007 5:07:20 pm PST #420 of 10001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
thank you, Astarte. le duh.
sj - Jan 11, 2007 5:08:13 pm PST #421 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
or maybe just a cluestick for the clueless.
I already have two, the crutches. Unfortunately, I had left them in the car.
Astarte - Jan 11, 2007 5:09:45 pm PST #422 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
All part of the service, smonster.
smonster - Jan 11, 2007 5:18:30 pm PST #423 of 10001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
ye gods, i need another week to get this all done. i really wanted to have a rough draft to my betas tonight, and it's looking pretty unlikely unless I stay up really late.
Cashmere - Jan 11, 2007 5:20:17 pm PST #424 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Mini-rant: The next stranger who pats me on the shoulder or on the head is going to lose some fingers. Tonight's offender merely was told not to touch me.
WTF??? And...ew.
erikaj - Jan 11, 2007 5:31:12 pm PST #425 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
highway patrol mirrored sunglasses. (minimize eyecontact.) And if you ever wanted to tell somebody you had a failure to communicate, hell, you're dressed for it.ETA: Although I hate being all insecure to meet somebody's eye and it took me forever to learn to make pleasant chat with strangers cause they would say "hey," and I would think "You're not gonna bug me about Jesus right? And let's keep those hands where I can see 'em, cowboy." Shit. Even in this life I think like a cop.
billytea - Jan 11, 2007 5:43:10 pm PST #426 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
bt, I hope the two months pass very quickly. Just think how beautiful she'll be when you see her again!
This is true, and she was pretty damn beautiful when I saw her last. Thanks everyone for your well wishes. It's probably for the best anyway. It means she gets to spend time with her family before our wedding, and it's been a while since she's seen them. Marrying me also means she's choosing to stay in Australia, so it's good they have some time together. (Though I still reserve the right to miss her lots.)
Hey there! I bet you're all asleep, or something - heaven knows what time it is over there.
Hah! Guess again, Miss Fay! Im in yr side of the International Date Line, bogarting yr Friday!