No. Mom's supposed to call grandpa on her way home from work. Then she said she'd call me. But, quite frankly, I may go walk the dog and drug myself to sleep.
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[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.
This is what I get for admitting stuff, isn't it?
Or even being visible to others. Yes.
You'd make a lovely patronus. And you'd be charmingly articulate. And if I needed water set on fire there is none better.
Now I'm imagining Puppycat as Cass' patronus, and it's making me giggle a lot.
Can you imagine if Puppycat!Patronus met Ollie!Patronus?
They'd both get lost. In the livingroom.
They'd both get lost. In the livingroom.
Poor Cass. That's just mean. We can't admit things like that right in front of her face!
You're right, bug. We should do sweet things.
Sighhh....
Here I am with a big bucket of water.
How I wish it was a big bucket of FIRE...
Whatever am I to do?
And if I needed water set on fire there is none better.There is so! There's Jilli. Together we could fight water-borne crime !
Poor Cass. That's just mean.But accurate. She scares herself sneezing, gets lost in the living room and only really excels at the Oops, I Falled Down game. If she's my patronus, I am so screwed.
vw, you and your Grandma are in my thoughts.
So what you people are saying is that Cass and I are a Force of Awesome. Because it's not everyone that can set a bucket of water on fire, y'know.
Prom 1988. BWAHAHAHAHAHA! [link]
Because it's not everyone that can set a bucket of water on fire, y'know.Exactly. It takes skills of awesome, dedication and an almost maniacal glee around sparklers.