Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Heh. I couldn't figure out how to make the cookie dance.
If you mouse over the two pictures and the arrows next to them, he turns. Wiggle your mousing, the cookie wiggles too.
And you too can earn your porny pants. I especially like that you can get him to hook and unhook his thumbs from his jeans. Line dancing for cookies.
I think Papa Johns of Long Beach hates me.
Possibly, omnis, perhaps you need more fragging to cleanse your unworthy soul.
Damn! I want to play Gears of War wif Peevey.
You'd have to get a 360, Sean. I don't think the game allows guests like Halo does.
They're still killing each other. I keep hearing screams of violent glee from upstairs.
Yup, for whatever reason, nothing makes me laugh so hard as violent video games. It's a thing.
And fun, too. Sniping Omnis's head clean off when he was looking for me in completely the wrong direction? Made of win.
Yup, for whatever reason, nothing makes me laugh so hard as violent video games.
Uh huh. "Whatever" reason. Not that you are sick bastard or anything. (Hush! Yes, I nearly called just to listen to the death and destruction for a while. I find it soothing. And funny.)
"sick bastard" in the adorable way
t cues Brian Williams voice
We don't be using the A word.
pfft
I'm a continent away. I shall say "adorable" with impunity!
ADORABLEADOABLEADORABLE
You keep the new kitty apart until the other kitties are so DRIVEN MAD by curiosity at the scent of the new kitty that they forget to be pissed off and kill the new kitty when they finally meet.
Yes, but even more so is the fact that cute little kitten (who has a NAME! more on that in a second) has an upper respiratory infection for which he is being treated. URIs are very contagious, so he has to be isolated for at least this week (he finishes his antibiotics on Friday).
So the kitten's name is...drum roll please...
Seamus!
Drew is cashing in on his family heritage to bring in all the Irish stereotypes for the little guy. Seamus charms everyone he meets, talks incessantly (we think he's telling stories), and drinks like a fish.
Drew took pictures which he promises to post after we eat dinner. Which we're doing now. Yes, I know it's 10:30 at night. We were mad productive today, though, and kind of forgot to eat until now. Oops.
ADORABLEADOABLEADORABLE
Somewhere in there I became Do-Able.
Typo or seekrit message?
Yes, I nearly called just to listen to the death and destruction for a while. I find it soothing. And funny.
I find it a very amusing notion, but what you really need to do, Cass, is buy a 360. They just dropped the price on them by $50 and I can get you GoW for $20.
Really, you've been good. Viva la frag!
They're still killing each other. I keep hearing screams of violent glee from upstairs.
You'd have to get a 360, Sean. I don't think the game allows guests like Halo does.
Well, doesn't matter anyway. I was at work, and couldn't really play anyway. Now that I'm home, my not having a 360 matters (Yeah, I'm still thinking S is never going to let me have my own video game platform again), but for the last several hours, I've been in a warm, dark room, pushing the same button over and over again.
So the kitten's name is...drum roll please... Seamus!
YAY Seamus! I love the name Seamus. It's basically the same name as my name, but cooler.