Hello, Cracow!
Don't let the space bugs bite!
Kaylee ,'Objects In Space'
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.
Shir - Oct 11, 2008 11:18:36 pm PDT #8042 of 10001
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Shir - Oct 12, 2008 3:07:15 am PDT #8043 of 10001
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Ummmph. Lunch is stuck inside a jar that I can't open.
Send help.
Edit: mom, over the phone, to the rescue. I ruined the jar for any future use, but I can haz soup!
WindSparrow - Oct 12, 2008 3:52:03 am PDT #8044 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.
Good gravy, Shir, what kind of lid was on it? I know a few tricks that don't ruin the jar, but alas, I must be off to work.
Poor javachik! Tons of punctuation for you. Will send chocolate and booze through the interpipes, on your mark.
Shir - Oct 12, 2008 3:56:09 am PDT #8045 of 10001
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
what kind of lid was on it?
Regular metal lid. It just had air stuck between it and the soup. Drastic measures had to be taken.
Soup's excellent.
Barb - Oct 12, 2008 4:14:10 am PDT #8046 of 10001
“Not dead yet!”
Oh, java, that sucks donkey balls. Wish I could wave my wand and have little brooms and buckets come along and fix it for you. (Sorry, listening to Sorcerer's Apprentice this morning.)
Anne W. - Oct 12, 2008 4:21:23 am PDT #8047 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Oh, Java. I am so sorry. I wished I lived closer and could do something for you (bring you soup, or possibly whiskey).
Ginger - Oct 12, 2008 5:45:33 am PDT #8048 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Java, I wish I lived closer and could help you make links.
The dog wishes I would stop watching the Sunday political shows. Right now I'm yelling at Lindsey Graham and the dog keeps jumping up and looking for the enemy.
Gadget_Girl - Oct 12, 2008 6:29:20 am PDT #8049 of 10001
Just call me "Siouxsie Shunshine".
{{{{Java}}}} Sorry I don't live close enough to help in some way. I'll add to the chocolate and booze coming through the interpipes at your command.
Gadget_Girl - Oct 12, 2008 6:29:25 am PDT #8050 of 10001
Just call me "Siouxsie Shunshine".
{{{{Java}}}} Sorry I don't live close enough to help in some way. I'll add to the chocolate and booze coming through the interpipes at your command.
Nora Deirdre - Oct 12, 2008 6:46:01 am PDT #8051 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
It smells like pickled peppers in here! (Tom is putting some peppers up)
I am just not feeling this case study paper AT ALL.