I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne, and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more.

Fuffy ,'Storyteller'


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.


brenda m - Dec 17, 2007 3:23:31 pm PST #8751 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Depends on how long you give them to think about it.


aurelia - Dec 17, 2007 4:24:17 pm PST #8752 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Poor Queequeg.

I feel like someone filled my sinuses with that expandable foam insulation.


-t - Dec 17, 2007 4:31:08 pm PST #8753 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I thought it was cats that ate you and dogs just sat and waited for something to happen.

I would guess that cats would not be interested once you stopped twitching and dogs would get more interested the stronger the carrion smell got. I haven't run an experiment or anything. But it does fit observations I have made of individuals of certain species reactions to mice.


§ ita § - Dec 17, 2007 4:37:23 pm PST #8754 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Yay google!

At the 1992 American Academy of Forensic Sciences conference in New Orleans, a forensic pathologist stated that individuals living alone sometimes died unexpectedly and unnoticed. He claimed that, in his experience, a pet dog would go for several days before it resorted to eating the owner's body. A pet cat would wait only a day or two. What he didn't mention was that cats are obligate carnivores and, unlike dogs (which are more omnivorous), cats cannot consume other potential foodstuffs that might be lying around the home (fruit, veg, cookies). For a dog, the corpse might be a last resort, but for an obligate carnivore, it may be the first resort.

First hit.


javachik - Dec 17, 2007 4:41:47 pm PST #8755 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.

And now I am completely creeped out by thoughts of my pets eating me!


Laga - Dec 17, 2007 4:43:19 pm PST #8756 of 10002
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

I'm just glad the cat moved out.


sarameg - Dec 17, 2007 4:46:00 pm PST #8757 of 10002

laughing hysterically.

Ironically, the one with the prey drive is so picky about food, my corpse might be safe. Now, the one with no prey drive who thinks people exist to pet him...


megan walker - Dec 17, 2007 4:53:52 pm PST #8758 of 10002
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

And now I am completely creeped out by thoughts of my pets eating me!

And people wonder why I don't want them!


-t - Dec 17, 2007 4:54:46 pm PST #8759 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

His observations are in line with my theory.

It's not for nothing that when we are running low on catfood someone is sent to the store quickly to make sure the cats don't eat our heads while we sleep.


DavidS - Dec 17, 2007 5:05:10 pm PST #8760 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

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

"If I Should Fall From Grace With God" - The Pogues

Emmett hated the sling, loved the Bjorn and had to be in arms most of the time his first year or he wailed and cried and made everybody miserable. So we were miserable in a slightly less stressed way carrying him around until he could move under his own power. Which was pretty early. He crawled at six months and walked at 9 months.

Matilda will whine to be picked up, and is very cuddling, but she is content to motor about and investigate stuff on her own. She's better at entertaining herself than Emmett was.

Emmett craved a lot of stimulation but was not so keen on generating his own stimulus (playing by himself). So mostly I took him out a lot. Long walks in the stroller and shorter walks in the afternoon with the Bjorn (mostly to do errands).

Anyway, both did well in the Bjorn pretty much as soon as they could hold their heads up.