Sure, cops in LA can fly. The really reliable jet packs haven't reached the small towns in the middle of the country yet.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Oh, cops can totally fly in LA. They don't mention it in movies because no one would believe it.
Vampires with souls? No problem. Cops that fly? NSM.
Halstead Street Market Days is in Chicago. In the first municipally recognized gay neighborhood in the world. Is it truly awesome.
Hah! Xposted with milady Andi.
It has heat and presumably air.
Those things are very good, IMHO. The rest is mostly Chinese to me.
Glam, darling woman. You're going to be okay. When DW wakes up, call a cab. Or call the cab now; tell them the car is broken and you need a ride. By the time they get there, DW might be awake.
THAT.
c'mon everybody, let's make GC feel better. Out with your drunk & stupid stories.
Glam! It will all be OK. No one will bother you. I decree it so.
Xposted with milady Andi.
Great minds think alike. And then again so do ours.
You guys are seriously the greatest. Still waiting got DW to wake up or for me to sober up.
GC, remember you're not alone. And you're doing the right thing.
You're gonna get through this, and you're going to feel like shit in the morning, and you'll kick yourself good, but it's going to be okay in the end. And we've all been there - this is a fuck-up, not a character failure.