Welcome home, Robin. Bad medicine. No biscuit.
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.
Welcome home, Robin! I'm glad things are going well!
He wears a kilt not
a skirt, or so he'll try to
convince everyone.
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Black velvet, bats, and
petticoats swirl around our
lovely perky goth.
Welcome home, Robin!! I got stuck at school late the last two days and couldn't come visit you. When you're feeling up for company, let me know and I'll bring you your get well basket!
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People come ON! I want to go home, but the thread is SO CLOSE to turning over, and it's the first time I've ever named a Bitches!
t bounces impatiently
My Scrappy is back!
Calooo, Callay! p.s. Send
me your Vicodin
Aimee has the wit
And the bosom. Now just needs
Mink brown pixie cut
Our David loves nape
He wears awesome shoes Fab!
But is he writing?
All Slime and Antlers
Tea, sympathy, and corsets
Riches of Bitches
t grumble
I guess my desire to outrun Friday LA rush hour is going to outweigh my desire to be here when the thread turns. Drat!
Here's a haiku for the road:
It has been ten years
since Buffy picked up her stake:
we got history.
t smooches Bitches on the way out the door
Glad to see you Robin!
and i am oddly pleased to know that other people don't react well to Vicodin.
But is he writing?
Not hardly: Sick babe,
Temp job forever and now
Little League season.
However, temp job
ends soon and I get back to
cafe slothwriting!