Oil can! Oil can!
'Objects In Space'
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.
I'm sure the boobs are nice, Shir, but right now, we're just taking your word for it.
Just sayin'....
Oil can! Oil can!
Exactly!
{{Ginger}}
I'm sorry for whining, but I feel like I'm being nibbled to death by large, expensive, wet ducks.
No, ginger, you are being swallowed whole by those Ducks. I'm so sorry
{{Ginger}}
You whine away, Ginger. I'd be ready to spit (rusty) nails by now.
It's a lot, Ginger, no doubt.
You know how they say it's better to burn out than it is to rust? Don't you believe it. It's the same process, just a matter of the speed and energy of reaction.
GAH! Talk about bad placement. Sorry, Ginger.