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

[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.


Fay - Sep 30, 2008 7:11:57 pm PDT #7092 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

Mine is much more lie-on-the-floor-in-the-fetal-position-clutching-abdomen-and-keening-from-the-pain. Although there might be disruptive bodily functions as well.

Bugger. I still think you should go over there and keen in her no-customer-service-skills, redtaped face. Although hopefully it won't be neccesary.

Incidentally - bless you all for offering to help with the Passport to the World stuff! Alas, we've just got Brazil left to go, and a week of recapping & pulling all we've learned together, before the holidays. However, I shall keep your offers in mind...

(((sj))) mobility-ma to you, mate. And omnis, I'm gobsmacked by the whole "Hey guys, we've got a new cripple!" thing. (Although I think I'd likely have said "special arrangements" myself in those circumstances, even though not talking about cake and streamers. But I can understand you not liking the term.)

Meanwhile, on a totally different (and thoroughly shallow) note, I am delighted to have discovered a new yummy snackfood: crunchy fried salmon skin! Yay! In bags like bags of crisps, but it's salmon skin instead of slices of potato! Which is yummy [especially dusted with chili, as this is], and has 7g of fat, 12g of protein and 0g of carbs per bag! Yay! Calcium-rich chips of crunchy protein-packed, Omega-3-containing goodness! Yum!(I'm still very partial to the slivers of almonds mixed with tiny crunchy Indian anchovies, which are also very calcium-rich, and make a most satisfying crunchy snackfood, but I'm delighted with the salmon skin crisps. You could use them with dips! Yay!)


billytea - Sep 30, 2008 7:22:43 pm PDT #7093 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 am delighted to have discovered a new yummy snackfood: crunchy fried salmon skin! Yay! In bags like bags of crisps, but it's salmon skin instead of slices of potato! Which is yummy [especially dusted with chili, as this is], and has 7g of fat, 12g of protein and 0g of carbs per bag! Yay!

Also, when the salmon run is abundant, brown bears limit themselves to eating the skin and brains. Crunchy fried salmon skin - endorsed by bears. (Let me know if they start selling a salmon brains snack food.)


Cashmere - Sep 30, 2008 7:23:48 pm PDT #7094 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

I'm craving a salmon skin sushi roll.

I think we all know who to blame.


Burrell - Sep 30, 2008 7:24:31 pm PDT #7095 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

whoa Fay, those sound scary yet tasty.


Lee - Sep 30, 2008 7:37:39 pm PDT #7096 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I'm craving a salmon skin sushi roll.

Clearly, you need to come visit again.


Cashmere - Sep 30, 2008 7:38:57 pm PDT #7097 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

I really should.


javachik - Sep 30, 2008 7:50:09 pm PDT #7098 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

LADY LOVE!

Ahem.

Which reminds me...I owe Perkins a birthday dinner.


WindSparrow - Sep 30, 2008 7:51:26 pm PDT #7099 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.

I was coming in here to brag on what a sweet, loving, wonderful boyfriend Daniel is, but the talk of salmon skin is just creeping my shit out.

Aaaaaaaaaaauuuuuugh!

Ok, I have that out of my system.

Now, just in case you were wondering, this is the kind of boyfriend I have. We met in the driveway tonight getting home from work. Daniel mentioned that he could have been home an hour or more earlier, but he had gone to some stores after work. He told me had been on a mission to get me a whirligig, but had failed.

So I kissed him.

And then he gave me a couple packs of Reese's to make up for it. Of course, that might have been as much self-preservation as kindness, because I've got PMS.

But still, the whirligig hunting? Definitely Boyfriend Hall of Fame material.


sj - Sep 30, 2008 7:56:39 pm PDT #7100 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

omnis, I meant to express my sympathy for having to deal with such an asshat guidance counselor in high school. My favorite guidance counselor story is when mine passed by me in the hall when the elevator didn't seem to be working. So, I told him that I need to get to class and I was having a problem with the elevator. His oh so not helpful response was, ''Well, what do you want me to do about that?''


Lee - Sep 30, 2008 7:57:54 pm PDT #7101 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Which reminds me...I owe Perkins a birthday dinner.

October 6th!