Honestly, you meet the most appalling sort of people....

Giles ,'Chosen'


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 - May 17, 2007 9:18:12 am PDT #9229 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.

Killed. Me. Ded.

Bwah!


libkitty - May 17, 2007 9:18:51 am PDT #9230 of 10003
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

Enough bitching out of me.

Noooooooooo....

Unless it just means everything gets better. Then, ok.


brenda m - May 17, 2007 9:26:00 am PDT #9231 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

But's it the one right after that made me laugh out loud at my desk: [link]


Volans - May 17, 2007 9:39:14 am PDT #9232 of 10003
move out and draw fire

thanks brenda. I just scared the conference attendees next door.


Nora Deirdre - May 17, 2007 9:41:32 am PDT #9233 of 10003
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Ah, lolcats. this is why I do not permit myself to go the the websites, because I will melt down in hysterical laughter and be not-so-productive for the rest of the day. However, I can look at the ones that Tom emails me. That is permissible in Nora-land.


Cashmere - May 17, 2007 9:42:51 am PDT #9234 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.

Owen just tried one of the Tylenol Children's Meltaway tablets on his own accord. He gagged and spit it out. It apparently tastes like grape-flavored ass.

Good thing is fever is lower this afternoon. I'm less concerned with getting the medicine in him, since he's acting normally.

Aimee, sorry about the Toledo Asshat. Give 'em what for, Empress.

I wish I had a girlfriend who made me chocolate chip cookies.


tommyrot - May 17, 2007 9:43:18 am PDT #9235 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.

Ah, lolcats. this is why I do not permit myself to go the the websites, because I will melt down in hysterical laughter and be not-so-productive for the rest of the day. However, I can look at the ones that Tom emails me. That is permissible in Nora-land.

Psst. brenda. Send your lolcats to me and I'll send them to Nora...


Nora Deirdre - May 17, 2007 9:47:18 am PDT #9236 of 10003
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

heh. Serves me right for not clarifying which Tom!


Vortex - May 17, 2007 9:51:10 am PDT #9237 of 10003
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Awww, my parents sent me flowers for my birthday [link]


Sean K - May 17, 2007 9:55:23 am PDT #9238 of 10003
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

Happy birthday, Vortex!

And Happy Janeversary, Janes!