Wash: Psychic, though? That sounds like something out of science fiction. Zoe: We live in a space ship, dear. Wash: So?

'Objects In Space'


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.


lisah - Aug 06, 2008 6:58:11 am PDT #9959 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

I have made Mr. Jane come running in a room wearing nothing but his birthday suit and swinging a tennis shoe because of those things more times than I can count.

SOUNDS LIKE MY DATES!

heh

I have no problems with (most, normal sized for my region) spiders but things with too many legs. eeeeshhhhhh!


Daisy Jane - Aug 06, 2008 7:01:53 am PDT #9960 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Spiders don't bother me like they used to. We have one living between the posts on our front porch-actually that one replaced the one that was there last summer that I began to think of as a pet. She ended up 2 legs short by the end of the summer.

Giant flying roaches on the other hand can fuck right the hell off.


sj - Aug 06, 2008 7:02:55 am PDT #9961 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Can I have some -ma for TCG's step-grandmother? I just found out she's in the hospital with pneumonia and she had a mild heart attack.


Daisy Jane - Aug 06, 2008 7:03:56 am PDT #9962 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

~~~ma for TCG & his family. Grandparents in the hospital is always scary.


Susan W. - Aug 06, 2008 7:08:51 am PDT #9963 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

~~ma for TCG & his family.


Glamcookie - Aug 06, 2008 7:10:04 am PDT #9964 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

~ma to TCG's step-grandmother (and the rest of the TCG family, too).


Pete, Husband of Jilli - Aug 06, 2008 7:10:27 am PDT #9965 of 10001
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd

On my first trip to San Diego I was chased through an open-air shopping mall by a very large flying insect which I later discovered was a dune bug. They are apparently harmless but I think that's just a good cover story for a really frikkin' big insect.


juliana - Aug 06, 2008 7:19:43 am PDT #9966 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

~Ma to TCG's family.

Giant flying roaches on the other hand can fuck right the hell off.

Oh, hell the fuck yes. Spiders, I'm generally cool with (except the one that bit the fuck out of me in June - Ima kill that bastard), but roaches? AUGH.


SailAweigh - Aug 06, 2008 7:20:55 am PDT #9967 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Happy Birthday, Scrappy!


Calli - Aug 06, 2008 7:23:28 am PDT #9968 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?

I like this one.

Happy Birthday, Scrappy!

And much ~ma to TCG's step-grandmother.

I'm not terribly bothered by spiders unless they're touching me. Bees, wasps, and hornets, on the other hand, engender a fear/hate response way out of proportion to their ability to hurt me. Haaaaate!