He fucking called you at 7 a.m.?! Jesus, Aims. I'm so sorry.
Giles: I'm sure we're all perfectly safe. Dawn: We're safe. Right. And Spike built a robot Buffy to play checkers with. Tara: It sounded convincing when I thought it.
'Dirty Girls'
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.
Amy - May 12, 2008 2:34:13 am PDT #8667 of 10001
Because books.
Laura - May 12, 2008 2:35:14 am PDT #8668 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
I'm sorry, Aims. May the next surprise phone call be the new sane employer.
amych - May 12, 2008 2:44:29 am PDT #8669 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
That's such crap, Aims. I'm really sorry.
Stephanie - May 12, 2008 2:50:12 am PDT #8670 of 10001
Trust my rage
woah, happy Monday to you too! (I hope the new improved employer calla soon.)
hippocampus - May 12, 2008 2:51:46 am PDT #8671 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
Aims - I'm so sorry. Much job-ma, and I hope that guy slips on a banana peel.
::goes to store to buy bananas::
billytea - May 12, 2008 2:55:42 am PDT #8672 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I'm very sorry to hear that, Aimee. I hope the other job comes through.
vw bug - May 12, 2008 3:17:57 am PDT #8673 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Wow, Aims, that's just. Wow. I have no words. Hugs and so much job~ma!
Jars - May 12, 2008 3:27:59 am PDT #8674 of 10001
Holy fuckstick! What a total Cunty McCunterson. Nyargh. I'm filled with rage from a continent away; can only imagine how you're feeling.
Aims - May 12, 2008 3:29:21 am PDT #8675 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
My rage is dissapating into low self-image and "What is WRONG with me?"
brenda m - May 12, 2008 3:30:21 am PDT #8676 of 10001
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
Jesus fuck, Aims. What an asshat.
I'm also sorry he took your chance to flounce out when this other one comes through.