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.
ducks.
Well, clothes have happened in the interim, but I have returned to being dressed with aplomb, shall we say. For it is now quarter past midnight in Bangkok, and my good intentions wrt getting an early night have gone the way that my good intentions almost invariably do. Alas. I blame the Buffy Trivia game on facebook. Too too addictive!
And so to bed!
gooses The Adorable Pete, and legs it.
G'night Fay!
I guess I'll forgive you the use of the A word
this time
given how rarely we actually catch each other online these days.
Still, expect that goosing to be returned - in person - someday, missy.
I am wearing a bra and shirt today that remind me why weight gain is not entirely negative. I didn't intend to wear a "Hello, these are my boobs" shirt, but I seem to be anyway.
I have to admit to ignorance of "Trombonology".
Here's the IU trombone choir doing a nice arrangement of it: [link]
Catchy little tune.
People that show up to a wedding with their own coolers of beer?
That was nice of them, trying to let the new couple save some money at the reception and all ;) Hmmm, if your gonna drink that much, I sure hope they had DD's!
Trust me, the end of Chapter 5 is the hardest thing in the game by a mile. It is the one part of the game I think is poorly designed and frankly, not fun.
O thank Jebus! I know I'm not the best at shooter games. I like them, but I am not all that great. I've attempted that last bit at LEAST 2 dozen times. When tired..when wide awake... when frustrated... when stressed....and a few times in a near zen state. All to no avail. While I love doing the sniper headshot on the boomers, I realize the machine gun takes them out a lot faster. Just gotta make it past the 2nd wave.
You better hope you're on my team, today then, huh? ; )
If for nothing else, but to watch you work your magic after I get off'd right quick.
finally checked my lotto tickets for Friday Mega's and Saturdays CA Super Lotto's... ya. 2 games each... not *ONE* single number on any of them. This is why I don't play lotto that often. I have no luck (unless ya count BAD luck)
Hey, Omnis, hate to make you feel worse, but I was talking about the end of Chapter
Five
not
Four.
Actually the way to take out the Boomers.. well, there's a couple of ways, one involves grenades and then creeping back & forward to dish out head shots on the Boomers, the other... well, it involves something you and I missed (I had to be told about it). Look above the Boomers on the opposite side of the crater.
I was volunteering at the Decatur Book Fair today and I ended up working at a reading by three poets. Before he started reading the poem, he said that he had written the poem after he had OD'ed on Sesame Street with his baby.
It was fanfic. He slashed Bert and Ernie.
Hee! Was it at least good slash fanfic, Ginger?
Yo, Ellen, you around? Is it time for literati yet? E-me at yahoo when you see this, pls.
well, it involves something you and I missed (I had to be told about it). Look above the Boomers on the opposite side of the crater.
Thanks for the confidence slasher ;-)
OK, the 1st two boomers I can take care of, it's once the clock starts. What am I not seeing over them on the other side of the crater? The only thing I see is the objective. But getting to it is a bitch!