Man, you just get darker and darker, and the weird thing is, your aura? Beige.

Host ,'Why We Fight'


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 09, 2008 5:20:14 am PDT #2620 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

omnis-insent!

Victor, I like scruff, but you are quite the hottie clean shaven.

I am not allowed out on my own again after this weekend. I am trouble.


Connie Neil - Jun 09, 2008 5:32:32 am PDT #2621 of 10001
brillig

So, billytea, will the Queen be dropping by to award the honor, or will her local representatives be doing the job?


Sparky1 - Jun 09, 2008 5:35:43 am PDT #2622 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

I am not allowed out on my own again after this weekend. I am trouble.

I think we all interpret this as a most excellent reason to go to Dallas and go out with you.


WindSparrow - Jun 09, 2008 5:45:37 am PDT #2623 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Unfortunate fanfic phrase of the day: "the kiln between her legs".


Daisy Jane - Jun 09, 2008 6:16:00 am PDT #2624 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I think we all interpret this as a most excellent reason to go to Dallas and go out with you.

Please do! However, I am not to be blamed if you wind up at the divey gay bar singing with a dude in a Haiwiian shirt and a wig and making out with the bartender. You have been warned.


Miracleman - Jun 09, 2008 6:17:05 am PDT #2625 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

Unfortunate fanfic phrase of the day: "the kiln between her legs".

Too...many...glaze...jokes...


Daisy Jane - Jun 09, 2008 6:17:57 am PDT #2626 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Coffee & smokes:

Speaking of people visiting me. Maria! I just found out that Tim will be in town for a thing while you are here. Comic book boyfriend and I are going, you want we should include you in our plans?


brenda m - Jun 09, 2008 6:20:05 am PDT #2627 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

Too...many...glaze...jokes...

But none about hardening?


Aims - Jun 09, 2008 6:20:07 am PDT #2628 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Way in which I was described over the weekend:

"This is my friend Aimee from high school. She's a gay man in a woman's body."

I cracked up. Mostly cause it's true.


Beverly - Jun 09, 2008 6:24:55 am PDT #2629 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Oh, ow, Windi! And also? Ew.

Congrats to dad of BT and to the bravery of driving-training wallybee! And welcome to all new members of the House of Tea.

Ginger, that print is...artful. I love that you give framed art as presents (I treasure mine!).

One of my duties in my erstwhile office was to open and process mail. In the course of that endeavor, I happened across many an art print in miniature form, which I duly then made a copy of any text on the back of the print itself, and garnered the print for my own. Many friends, relatives, and co-workers recieved miniature framed art, for the new baby's room, for that awkward wall corner that needed "something", for that spot on the kitchen backsplash, or the final piece to make up a grouping for a larger wall.

My framers loved me, couldn't wait to see what I'd bring in next, and outdid themselves with double matting and geometric cutouts to set off the print. 'Twas fun. I kind of miss it.