You're like my fairy godmother, and Santa Claus, and Q all wrapped up into one! Q from Bond, not Star Trek.

Buffy ,'Help'


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.


tommyrot - Mar 12, 2007 12:00:25 pm PDT #458 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Erin, you're practically a folk hero by now.

Someone just needs to write a folk song about her....


Strix - Mar 12, 2007 12:01:14 pm PDT #459 of 10003
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Was the leather belt flattering to your waistline?

No lie; I actually DID tell the cops I would like it to hang a little lower on my hips!


Strix - Mar 12, 2007 12:02:43 pm PDT #460 of 10003
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Someone just needs to write a folk song about her....

"The Broad We Call...Erin!"

Lemme just say if my statue ends up on some mudder planet somewhere, I'd better look cute!


-t - Mar 12, 2007 12:02:52 pm PDT #461 of 10003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Wow, Erin, you lead the most exciting life. You should write your memoir. Or, you know, start it anyway. I doubt you're done doing the stuff that needs to be written about.

t deleted thread-killing vent


Cashmere - Mar 12, 2007 12:25:14 pm PDT #462 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.

Erin, you win for the shittiest Monday. But damn, your sense of humor is intact, girl!

Too bad there are no more anti-war people in country music

Have you never heard Steve Earle? 'Cuz...

Helloooooo...Dixie Chicks. Maybe they're just anti-Bush. But still.

Doc called me in some pain meds but was unapologetic about the fuckus at the office on Friday. Mmm...I'm looking into recs for another doctor.


Sean K - Mar 12, 2007 12:28:32 pm PDT #463 of 10003
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

fuckus

New favorite word.


tommyrot - Mar 12, 2007 12:30:42 pm PDT #464 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Helloooooo...Dixie Chicks. Maybe they're just anti-Bush. But still.

Yeah, that's what the second part of my post was referring to....


Aims - Mar 12, 2007 12:32:24 pm PDT #465 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Seany - I booked a room here: [link]

It's decently close to the house and such. And a good price.


Cashmere - Mar 12, 2007 12:35:08 pm PDT #466 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.

Yeah, that's what the second part of my post was referring to....

Oops--yeah. That.


JZ - Mar 12, 2007 12:57:06 pm PDT #467 of 10003
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Aw, geez, Erin. That's a shitty Monday to make all the other shitty Mondays hang their heads in shame.

You poor thing! Hell, I'm tediously anti-smoking and even I'm tempted to send you a carton of smokes just in case you need them.

Also, I'm growing increasingly convinced that cars are tools of the Devil. Fun as can be to drive and sometimes incredibly convenient, but they can also be the most infuriating, appalling, (and, apparently, jail-causing) bottomless money pits on the planet. Eeeeevul.

And in other news, I'm totally covered in shame that I posted yesterday without wishing tommyrot a happy birthday. I suppose I could wait until 2 a.m. on the day DST ends this fall, but I'd rather just wish belated goodness and a most excellent year now.

I'm trying to think which other Buffistas have worked on their Oscar acceptance speech. I'm sure Aimee's got about a dozen filed away. Jilli. Juliana. MM.

::shuffles feet, looks sheepish:: There might be one more person to add to that list.

And Sean, that rocks! Bask and preen all you want (and also maybe dig up an old headshot while you're at it); you deserve all kinds of juicy praiseful goodness.