One of you is gonna fall and die, and I'm not cleaning it up!

Mal ,'War Stories'


Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.  

[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.


Amy - Dec 10, 2008 3:34:31 pm PST #4041 of 10000
Because books.

Oh great. My boobs killed the thread.

With awe, babe. And great reverence.


Laura - Dec 10, 2008 4:13:32 pm PST #4042 of 10000
Our wings are not tired.

Boobies!

Fabulously wonderful news, Sparky! Yay for world domination!


SailAweigh - Dec 10, 2008 4:39:19 pm PST #4043 of 10000
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

::gropes Suzi's boobies::


JenP - Dec 10, 2008 4:42:51 pm PST #4044 of 10000

I skippety-skipped to say...

Yay for Babyfras! Congratulations SparkyFam.


sj - Dec 10, 2008 4:50:57 pm PST #4045 of 10000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

The teenager upstairs was accidentally locked out of the house today. His solution to this problem? To kick down the fucking front door! WTF? What have I done to earn such bad neighbor karma?


Barb - Dec 10, 2008 4:53:09 pm PST #4046 of 10000
“Not dead yet!”

I think that boy needs a bikini wax

With duct tape.

Administered by a large muscular former member of the East German women's weightlifting team.


NoiseDesign - Dec 10, 2008 4:54:20 pm PST #4047 of 10000
Our wings are not tired

I was thinking he needed a brazilian.


Typo Boy - Dec 10, 2008 4:56:49 pm PST #4048 of 10000
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

A thought on defining race and ethnicity. Fay's question was the second time it came up on the board, recently - Hil's about secular Jews was the first.

So I want to put it in context. Race and ethnicity are really artificial creations. They exist because because people believe in them. A race or an ethnic group exist for one (or both) of two reasons. The people who belong to the group consider the group as real and themselves as belonging it to it. Or other people define the group as real and certain people as defining it, and those others are in position where that belief makes it stick. For example think of race, tied to certain ethnic subgroups. Only, I would say a sub-part of the European continent that consists of most of Scandinavia along consists of an equally distinctive genetic subgroup as the race we call Black. Yet we don't have a Scandinavian race. (I guess we do have a Scandinavian ethnicity. Or do we?)Why? Because power relations and self-definition did not define ever lead to Scandinavians being treated as a race, or considering themselves one. Ethnicity is even more fuzzy, because you don't even need to pretend to tie it to genetics. (Religious ethnicities are prime examples, because whether a religion is also an ethnicity depends on historical accidents and really rbitrary self-definitions.) The fact that these are social creations does not make them unreal. The effects the creation of races and ethnicities are very real indeed. But the point is that the classification schemes and definitions are after the fact rationalizations. Race and ethnicity starts by someone saying "those people over there are a member of X", or a group of people saying "we are the X people", or most often both. Definitions and criterion for membership in X come later, and are often inconsistent, and usually subject to change.


sj - Dec 10, 2008 5:07:22 pm PST #4049 of 10000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I love the way buffistas think!

There are two locks on the front door. One of them there is no key to, so we keep it unlocked. It was locked somehow, but the front door key and the back door key are the same, so I have no idea why he didn't go in the back way, or call his grandmother (who lives across the street), or go hang out somewhere until his mother got home an hour later. Whose fucking first instinct is it to kick in the fucking door? t /rant


billytea - Dec 10, 2008 5:07:41 pm PST #4050 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

It sounds like a poker strategy.

Well, at least you'll have a pair. Do we count nipples separately? Two pair.