It was stampeding, then it slowed down. I don't remember what we were talking about before the stampede started, though. And I'm hungry, so my brain is refusing to think about anything but the food that should be on its way to me but hasn't arrived yet.
Buffy ,'Beneath You'
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.
I've never been particularly partial to haiku-to-the-finish either. I guess I like just talking.
Me, I'm old-fashioned; I like crass idiocy a-go-go to the finish line.
There was that one time with the jello-wrestling...
...
No, never again.
pain's relief, surcease,
runs cold and sharp down my throat,
blessed, sweet caffeine
Welcome back, Robin! Quick healing to you.
Well, I'm not likely to see the turn over anyway seeing as how I'd like to get out of here and go pick up my kids. Today = Friday. Me = lazy. You do the math.
No Haiku! Sour grapes
Where's the tradition? Haiku
Saves us from blither
There was that one time with the jello-wrestling...
...
The combination of Pete & jello-wrestling has broken my brane.
Well, I'm not likely to see the turn over anyway seeing as how I'd like to get out of here and go pick up my kids. Today = Friday. Me = lazy. You do the math.
Today is Friday
Burrell is lazy and loves
her kids. Do the math
I LIKE BLITHER!
It's traditional.