Mal: How drunk was I last night? Jayne: Well I dunno. I passed out.

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


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.


esse - Jul 31, 2007 7:02:00 pm PDT #9180 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

Aimee! You were right with Plei. *g*


Aims - Jul 31, 2007 7:02:05 pm PDT #9181 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

t does winning dance

And with that, I must off to bed. For lo! The alarm goes off at seven and I start uptown...


esse - Jul 31, 2007 7:02:59 pm PDT #9182 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

Thanks for your guesses sweetie.

Q8: Upside down with a door frame and leather.


Aims - Jul 31, 2007 7:03:00 pm PDT #9183 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Thank you for the game!! So. Much. Fun.


P.M. Marc - Jul 31, 2007 7:03:14 pm PDT #9184 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

Anal sex in the back of a closet while wearing mid-Victorian clothes.


Aims - Jul 31, 2007 7:03:33 pm PDT #9185 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

How Plei starts her Nixon/Kissenger fic?


Atropa - Jul 31, 2007 7:03:46 pm PDT #9186 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Q8: It involves a theatre performance and gunplay. And a hat.


esse - Jul 31, 2007 7:03:53 pm PDT #9187 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

Ooh, maybe I'll revise. In a theatre with chaps and a fake beard.


Nicole - Jul 31, 2007 7:04:01 pm PDT #9188 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

How is the babysitting going, Nicole?

Pretty good, sj. Her hiccups have returned and I think the last diaper change was just a touch too early (don't you hate that?!?), but other than that, she's a joy.


P.M. Marc - Jul 31, 2007 7:04:08 pm PDT #9189 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

Or maybe using Log Cabin syrup as lube.