No Haiku! Sour grapes
Where's the tradition? Haiku
Saves us from blither
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.
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.
The combination of Pete & jello-wrestling has broken my brane.
The other two combatants were Aimée & Kristin.
Yeah, tell me you're shocked.
tea: Wow, never expected that to be cereal this close to the end.
eta again: I was going to fix the typo that changed 'eta' to 'tea' but it's just too amusingly silly to change.
Pete will not Haiku.
It's undignified maybe?
He's stroppy baggage
Now it is time to snatch and grab.
But wait...
wait...
Hooray, Robin's home!
Boo, Vicodin reaction.
Hey, it's a haiku.
Who will pounce? Who will poach? Who will slut that delicious 10,000?
The only number worth slutting for.
Wants it.
eta: But will have to settle for getting insulted in 10,000.
Pffft.