Don't belong. Dangerous, like you. Can't be controlled. Can't be trusted. Everyone could just go on without me and not have to worry. People could be what they wanted to be. Could be with the people they wanted. Live simple. No secrets.

River ,'Objects In Space'


Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.  

[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.


erikaj - Feb 25, 2010 4:31:39 pm PST #11354 of 30000
Always Anti-fascist!

Don't worry, it's never lupus... (/House)


Cashmere - Feb 25, 2010 4:32:22 pm PST #11355 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.

Heh. That makes me feel better!


DCJensen - Feb 25, 2010 6:19:49 pm PST #11356 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.

I read this a bit ago:

According to court records, an employee at Riverview Elementary School in Memphis reported a drunk woman armed with a sword was running through the halls of the school and had threatened to cut her.

Some people can't do Buffista right. Drinking comes after swordplay with school officials, lady.


Hil R. - Feb 25, 2010 6:41:59 pm PST #11357 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

The Vicodin helped everything except my left hip. I don't know why those nerves are resisting.


omnis_audis - Feb 25, 2010 6:56:04 pm PST #11358 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Hil, clearly your hip needs to meet up with Locutus, who will inform those nerves, that resistance if futile.


Cass - Feb 25, 2010 7:04:14 pm PST #11359 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Solidarity, Hil. My left hip is spasming.


WindSparrow - Feb 25, 2010 7:31:05 pm PST #11360 of 30000
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.

{{{{{Jessica}}}}}

Yay, Stephanie!

Omigosh, brenda! Perfect haircut for you!

smonster I feel you.

Blinks Where's SuperPornyPants when we need her?


Barb - Feb 25, 2010 7:50:32 pm PST #11361 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

meara and I are proving we are real to each other and apparently to our little waiter of indeterminate Latin descent, we are also cheap bitches who wouldn't order enough mojitos.

He also apparently could not handle my Latin heat (imagine it sounding like Agador from Birdcage) also, this is according to meara. Not me.

Okay, never mind...

Barb is having trouble typing. This is meara. I think she had enough mojito. Or enough heat. hhhhhhhhheat.

WE are giggly bitches.

Yes, yes we are.


Sean K - Feb 25, 2010 7:51:33 pm PST #11362 of 30000
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Best. Post. Evar.


WindSparrow - Feb 25, 2010 7:58:11 pm PST #11363 of 30000
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.

Enough mojito? Heheehehehheehehheeheheheheh