is slain
Angel: You know, I killed my actual dad. It was one of the first things I did when I became a vampire. Wesley: I hardly see how that's the same situation. Angel: Yeah. I didn't really think that one through.
'Lineage'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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 27, 2009 5:12:27 am PDT #24525 of 30000
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
billytea - Sep 27, 2009 5:14:56 am PDT #24526 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Cashmere - Sep 27, 2009 5:15:44 am PDT #24527 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
Oooof.
Fay - Sep 27, 2009 5:25:13 am PDT #24528 of 30000
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Lethal cuteness bomb!
sj - Sep 27, 2009 5:29:51 am PDT #24529 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Too much cute for words!
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Sep 27, 2009 5:30:06 am PDT #24530 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
I agree. He is adorable.
billytea - Sep 27, 2009 5:48:24 am PDT #24531 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I was a bad daddy last night. We put him to bed each night at 7:00. He doesn't enjoy going down for naps, he often cries for a few minutes before settling; but come 7:00, his mummy and daddy change him and sing him a lullaby, and he smiles and grabs hold of our hands; then, when we have him tucked in and turn the lights off, he yawns, maybe burbles to himself for a couple of minutes, and then he's off to sleep.
Anyway, last night after we'd tucked him in Wallybee decided to fill up the vaporiser, and I was left looking after him for a couple of minutes. I would like to say, in my defence, that he totally started it. He poked his tongue out at me, so I poked my tongue out at him. He looked at it owlishly for a couple of seconds, then started giggling. Naturally, I poked my tongue out at him again, moved it from side to side, and then put it back in my mouth with a 'shoop' sound effect. (I'm pretty sure that it's the law. The Giggling Baby law.) He giggles some more, and by the time Wallybee came back, he was wide awake. When we turned the lights off, he started crying, took a few minutes to settle down. Poor noodle, cursed with a father who is apparently a master of tongue-related comedy.
Barb - Sep 27, 2009 6:27:30 am PDT #24532 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Bad Daddy, bt!
Seriously, though, as that baby boy progresses and gets cuter, I fear for Civilization. I suspect the Buffista sprog will be our overlords in short order.
billytea - Sep 27, 2009 6:38:55 am PDT #24533 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Seriously, though, as that baby boy progresses and gets cuter, I fear for Civilization. I suspect the Buffista sprog will be our overlords in short order.
There's a good question there. Other Buffista parents: this whole lethal cuteness phase Ryan has going on, that lasts, what, forever? Is that about right?
omnis_audis - Sep 27, 2009 6:41:14 am PDT #24534 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Mooooom! bt is dropping the "Cute" bomb first thing Sunday morning again. Not fair! Can't be ded with lethal!cute first thing on a Sunday. Seriously, I wanna be reincarnated as a kid of Wallabee and BillyTea. Not only will I be a hottie, but will have awesome parents!
I stopped going to Spina Bifida events because I was sick of hearing how lucky I am.This is me, sort of. Not Spina Bifida, but one of the "mild" Muscular Dystrophies. People forget there are 40 or so different diseases in that classification. Mine is one of the 7 or so that *don't* kill you. Directly, at least. But as a kid, at summer camp, at MD clinic, etc, I was sick of hearing "oh you are so lucky". Finally said to the doctor once, "if I was so lucky, how come I have this shit?!". Kinda stopped it for awhile, at least at the clinic.
ION. How does one manage to start the shower with shampoo, and then manage to go the entire course of the shower and NOT rinse it out? Yup, figured it out with first contact of the towel on the head. :: face-palm ::
Off to see "9" in the theater before it escapes.