Fifty posts to go;
I wonder what they will be:
haiku, smiting, porn?
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.
Porn-smiting haiku? Haiku-smiting porn?
Dear evil man,
be nice to Teppy or face
the wrath of Bitches.
We need a new sofa. so today I wnet furniture shopping. I forgot how soothing it is to talk fabric and styles and colors and cushions with a man named Troy. Furniture shopping is just perfect. We need a sofa, but there is no way I would buy one this instant, and no one expects you to.
I feel almost sane again.
I smite thee asshats
With my mighty porn attack
Crown this, bitch! Yeah, right...
Just the other day
My cat did something funny
Lets talk about it
Oo! I think we should write haikus about each other ('cuz we got history and know, man!).
Let's see...
Her hair is bright blue,
and she carries within her
new Buffista sprog.
Conversation that just happened:
T(Boss' son who is forever giving me shit about my music.): Turn that shit off.
Me: But it's "Shaft"!!
Irene: Damn right.
North Beach thought they had
a party, until they met
our Juliana.
Haiku challenge:
Do one about me without use of Empress, Miracleborn, smiting, or tiara.
Go!