You're not here. You were on the moon at the time. With Steve.
Which is almost as good as "running away, joining the circus".
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You're not here. You were on the moon at the time. With Steve.
Which is almost as good as "running away, joining the circus".
me too...Plei, lest you think it was a Plei-thing. Yay...I got a story to read that was *actually* good. Sometimes I think the zine sends me awful stuff because they know I'm not afraid to drop the hammer on it.
I blame David's Kissinger post, but I totally put an extra n in one of those words and had to blink for a while before I realized what you'd said wasn't at all what I'd just read.
::looks sideways at Aimee::
You're not here. You were on the moon at the time. With Steve.
Ha! I just quoted him in Natter.
I still want a teeny Hello Kitty head on my hip. The wife would throw me out if I got it, though.
still laughing uproariously
Daaaamn, Aims, I'm not sure if your laughter killed the thread or just drowned everyone out.
P.S. Your hubby is being mean to me. Goodbye, cruel internets!
My minion just sent out mail with her contact info, so people can keep in touch with her after she leaves today. She signed the message with Editor & Jillian's Minion.
I am really going to miss working with her.
P.S. Your hubby is being mean to me. Goodbye, cruel internets!
Jeez. If I'd known it'd be so easy to make you cry and run away, I would've been mean while playing Halo.
Sorry, love. Hugs for the Jilli.