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Anya ,'Touched'


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.


Ginger - Dec 17, 2007 6:54:53 am PST #8652 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Does anyone else have songs picked out?

"Will the Circle Be Unbroken?" sung by drunken friends.


Jars - Dec 17, 2007 6:56:37 am PST #8653 of 10002

Also, she says everyone should be sure to donate their organs when they die, please.

Will do! But I don't think mine will be very useful, what with my weird blood type and all. Woo for being a universal receiver, boo for no one else being able to take my stuff.


Sean K - Dec 17, 2007 6:59:01 am PST #8654 of 10002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

Funny you should mention that, Jars. S is a universal receiver.


Trudy Booth - Dec 17, 2007 6:59:52 am PST #8655 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Just think of the weird person you might save, Jars...

I wonder about preserving organs. Is there any attempt to advance this at all? It would seem like Jars' innards should be preserved -- some weird person would need them eventually.

Oh, all my favorite hymns. And carols (even if its not Christmas. I really hope its not Christmas, actually)


Jars - Dec 17, 2007 7:01:21 am PST #8656 of 10002

I like how now it looks like Trudy thinks S is very weird...


Trudy Booth - Dec 17, 2007 7:01:36 am PST #8657 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

::snuggles S::

::glares sternly at her untrustworthy innards::

Edit: S is weird! Very very weird! Just look who she's dating! t runs like hell


Steph L. - Dec 17, 2007 7:03:08 am PST #8658 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Shall we fling ourselves on your casket after it's been lowered into the ground?

"Hold off the earth a while so I may take her once more into my arms!"

We'll all be Laertes.

I was thinking more soap-opera-drama-queen rather than Actual Theatre(TM).

Shall we fling ourselves on your casket after it's been lowered into the ground?

This is exactly what I was about to type. Scary.

Great minds.

Does anyone else have songs picked out? Or am I the only morbid one?

R.E.M.'s "Shiny Happy People." Just to confuse people.

The Velvet Underground's "Sister Ray."

Robyn Hitchcock's "Where Do You Go When You Die?"

I was thinking AC/DC's "Highway to Hell," Violent Femmes' "Kiss Off," and "Leaving on a Jet Plane," performed by any lounge lizard.

(Okay, no. I don't care what music is played at my funeral, b/c it's for the loved ones, not for me. I won't be there. They can pick.)


Ginger - Dec 17, 2007 7:03:20 am PST #8659 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Being an odd type just means that there other odd types out there desperate for your organs. Sadly, they won't take mine anymore.


Steph L. - Dec 17, 2007 7:04:27 am PST #8660 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Ginger, you'd be surprised at what you can still donate -- bone and tendons, for example.


Ginger - Dec 17, 2007 7:08:28 am PST #8661 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Yeah, that 's right. I'm pretty sure corneas are okay too, since they don't really have a blood supply. I guess I'll just leave it up to the med school.

eta: I sent you a strange e-mail to explain a strange package, Teppy.