I totally flung myself at Mr. Jane. Like, naked in his bed when he got home from work flung.
To commemorate a past event, you kill and eat an animal. It's a ritual sacrifice, with pie.
Anya ,'Sleeper'
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[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.
Daisy Jane - Jun 06, 2008 10:07:29 am PDT #2237 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Emily - Jun 06, 2008 10:08:36 am PDT #2238 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
That's not flinging. That's launching out of a catapult. Go you.
Daisy Jane - Jun 06, 2008 10:09:37 am PDT #2239 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Well, I flirt with everyone, so I needed a way to let him know that he was special.
erikaj - Jun 06, 2008 10:10:58 am PDT #2240 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Well, Daisy, all I can say about that, is good job it worked out. John hockenberry has a story like that in his book that didn't, and he ended up under her bed out of his wheelchair while she did someone else.
Vortex - Jun 06, 2008 10:11:27 am PDT #2241 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
The thing is that flinging yourself at someone doesn't always result in Things Happening. In fact, it often doesn't. What is does do is end the constant "is he or is he not interested" bit, so that you can move on and meet someone else and stop wasting your time.
I discovered years later that I missed out on a very interesting guy because I was hopelessly wibbling on a COMPLETE ASSHOLE (i.e. I said "what ever happened to bob?" friend said "blah, blah, blah. You know he was totally into you, right?" shocked stare "yeah, it was when you were crushing on AssholeGuy and he thought you weren't interested")
Polter-Cow - Jun 06, 2008 10:16:17 am PDT #2242 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
My life is Remains of the Day.
Heeeeee.
I counter with a photo of me taken in work yesterday...
Hee!
I tend to not say anything and just hope we start kissing eventually.
Daisy Jane - Jun 06, 2008 10:17:07 am PDT #2243 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I was prepared for it not to work out. I imagine had he not been interested he would have kindly told me to go back to my own room.
I think I only did it because a)I have never been that into someone in my life, and I had to do something and b)I figured if he wasn't into me, he'd at least let me down easy.
Toddson - Jun 06, 2008 10:18:52 am PDT #2244 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
DJ, I knew someone in college who waited (naked) in the closet in a boy's room. She heard the door open and jumped out ... to discover it was someone else, borrowing his ... corkscrew, I think. She never quite recovered from that.
Burrell - Jun 06, 2008 10:25:59 am PDT #2245 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Fay, I LOVE that haircut on you! You look amazing!
Aims - Jun 06, 2008 10:28:15 am PDT #2246 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Fay, you are drop dead sex-ay. Bloke doesn't stand a chance.
Empress, there are also the last three here that went up recently you might like.
Humminah humminah humminah. I'll be in my bunk. And, one day, his. That boy is drop dead gorgeous, he is.