Also, I was rushing to the end to post "Driver picks the music," etc. Hah. Like there were not going to be fangurls before me.
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[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.
Wrapping it in a treat sometimes helps.
That worked for me a couple of times. Then my cat figured it out.
Unfortunately, Kitty doesn't do treats. Seriously. He's one weird cat. Not even remotely interested in human food, or catnip, or kitty treats.
Sean, try offering him a bribe. I mean, if treats and catnip don't work, I find that cold hard cash makes a kittty amenable to just about anything.
I find that cold hard cash makes a kittty amenable to just about anything.
Come on, buddy. Ten dollars, cash money, just take the pill, okay?
Also, he's leaking a little bit. Poor guy.
I'll take the pills for $10 a pop!!
Come on, buddy. Ten dollars, cash money, just take the pill, okay?
"I don't see no green in your hands, Human. Flash some cash, and then we'll talk pills."
Sadly, that will not make our cat better, Aims.
Unfortunately, Kitty doesn't do treats
Ah, so you have a strict observation Puritan cat.
I know the real reason the Miracleborns are moving. There are too many contenders for Evil Overlord in LA and the good minions are taken and the real estate prices for Lair O' Evil are just impossible. Michigan has greatly superior opportunities for a future of "You must bow down before me, mwah ha!"
Well, in a town with studio execs the whole Evil Overlord rat race can get pretty thick. And the prices for a subterranean Doom Lair in a half-way decent neighborhood are...shit, I thought *I* was evil.
Michigan, on the other hand has loads of out of work potential minions, much cheaper lairs and snow. Snow adds a certain...romance...to the whole evil lair.
And there is that whole Cleveland Hellmouth thing.