Oh Laga, I got your message and have been swamped. I'm sending a message with an attachment in a couple of minutes.
Buffy ,'Lessons'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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.
no worries bonny, I don't think we're in a rush.
insent!
gmail or profile addy?
Oh, goody. Time to sign up for prom supervision duty. Yaaay.
Emily, watch out for hellhounds.
No kidding. I particularly hate this kind of thing because a) I'm new and b) I'm gullible. So I don't really know what the procedure is, and I don't know when to believe a kid. I really wish they bothered to have any kind of info session for new teachers about helping out at events.
I particularly hate this kind of thing because a) I'm new and b) I'm gullible.
But you are more mature than a blueberry scone, so you've got that going for you.
True, or at least I like to think so. Hey, did Wesley actually have a job at the school? What was he doing at the prom?
Wasn't he chaperoning?
I assumed that he was the assistant librarian.