Jayne: Captain, can you stop her from bein' cheerful, please? Mal: I don't believe there is a power in the 'verse that can stop Kaylee from being cheerful. Sometimes you just wanna duct tape her mouth and dump her in the hold for a month.

'Serenity'


Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?  

[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.


Ailleann - Jul 03, 2007 2:23:23 pm PDT #5265 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda

They would try. And then get thwapped, and possibly put to work sorting books.

Man, how much do I want to see Jilli making the Winchesters clean her house? Thiiiiis much.


P.M. Marc - Jul 03, 2007 2:24:12 pm PDT #5266 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

They would try. And then get thwapped, and possibly put to work sorting books.

You know, they'd be FAR more useful in the yard. Weeding. Yes.

On one of those warm days where shirts become optional.

(Yes, I'm bored.)


Ailleann - Jul 03, 2007 2:26:50 pm PDT #5267 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda

On one of those warm days where shirts become optional.

... I'll be in my bunk.


amych - Jul 03, 2007 2:27:05 pm PDT #5268 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

And then get thwapped, and possibly put to work sorting books.

I don't even watch the damned show, and I want to see this fic. (I blame you lunatics. And also library school.)


P.M. Marc - Jul 03, 2007 2:27:31 pm PDT #5269 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

... I'll be in my bunk.

See? It's a GOOD PLAN.


Atropa - Jul 03, 2007 2:30:33 pm PDT #5270 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Man, how much do I want to see Jilli making the Winchesters clean her house? Thiiiiis much.

Hee! It would make cleaning day much more entertaining, wouldn't it?

You know, they'd be FAR more useful in the yard. Weeding. Yes.

On one of those warm days where shirts become optional.

But Sam is tall, and thus useful for dealing with shelves. I'd put Dean out to work in the yard. Or in the Basement of Doom.


P.M. Marc - Jul 03, 2007 2:36:22 pm PDT #5271 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

But Sam is tall, and thus useful for dealing with shelves. I'd put Dean out to work in the yard. Or in the Basement of Doom.

Sam could be used to get blackberries out of the apple tree with NO LADDER REQUIRED.


Steph L. - Jul 03, 2007 2:39:47 pm PDT #5272 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

So, this was just in front of my apartment building. While Teh Hottness of the firemen was good, seeing FOUR hook-and-ladder trucks in front of my building is a little unnerving.

Fortunately, the building did not burn down (or at all); some chick on the ground floor burned her dinner. But -- I didn't get the whole story from Paul the handyman -- her smoke alarm was going off, and he went down there and pounded on the door and no one answered, so I'm not sure if she put dinner in and left, or what.

In any case, the firemen were quite pleasing to gaze upon.


Topic!Cindy - Jul 03, 2007 2:43:27 pm PDT #5273 of 10001
What is even happening?

Fire bad. Men pretty.


Steph L. - Jul 03, 2007 2:46:33 pm PDT #5274 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Seriously, it was kind of funny -- I wouldn't have known anything happened (until the FOUR trucks arrived), except I took laundry downstairs and encountered Paul the handyman pounding on the tenant's door. I could hear the smoke alarm beeping, but I figured that Paul would use his master key and open the door if it were serious.

Of course, 30 seconds later I realized that no, he wouldn't, because he didn't want to burn to death, and he had no idea if a raging inferno was inside, or just burned dinner.

And all the while, I kept putting my laundry in the washing machines. Seriously. I figured, even if there was a fire, my clothes would be IN WATER.