Seriously, I hope nothing happens to him. But! a phalanx of Buffistas would probably be glad to protect him.
Yes, I'm sure you could get a few dozen volunteers who would be honored and proud to lay down their panties for him.
Anya ,'Showtime'
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Seriously, I hope nothing happens to him. But! a phalanx of Buffistas would probably be glad to protect him.
Yes, I'm sure you could get a few dozen volunteers who would be honored and proud to lay down their panties for him.
Or just one who would lay dozens of panties.
Poor Daniel. Such a normal kid in a whacked out world.
Can I just say Todd, I love that you always open links in a new window. Makes me happy.
Glad to! I got in the habit on our web site, and it seemed like a nice touch.
oh ... and a link for tommyrot and anyone else who likes octopus, octopus cam.
i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake
But she soooooooo is...
A speshul snowflake??
But she soooooooo is...
Maybe your boss and my boss should be the ones that go out to lunch together?!?
will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake i will not tell my boss she's a flake
I'll tell your boss she's a flake!
HEY! JULIANA'S BOSS! Yeah, dat's right. You? You're a FLAKE! You're Frosted Flakes. No, wait. You're off-brand Frosted Flakes, the ones that come in a plastic bag, not a box, and they don't have a tiger, they have a lion on the bag saying "Thhhheeeeyyy'rrrrrre Passable!" You're part of a balanced nutritional breakfast of Flakiness!
You're not snowflakes, which are pretty, but you're like potato flakes which look like snow but taste like ass when you catch one on your tongue!
You're flakes of asbestos clogging the lungs of decent efficiency! You're flakes of soot or something smudging the clarity of...windows and...
YOU'RE JUST A FUCKIN' FLAKE, OKAY?!
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There you go. Have a nice day.
Maybe your boss and my boss should be the ones that go out to lunch together?!?
Quite possibly, and then we could get a lot of work done without their RANDOM FUCKING INTERRUPTIONS AND PANIC ATTACKS OVER NOTHING!!!
Ahem.
smooches MM