{{{Shir}}} I'm so sorry.
Saffron: He's my husband. Mal: Well, who in the damn galaxy ain't?
'Trash'
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.
amych - Mar 14, 2010 7:08:28 am PDT #12975 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Hil R. - Mar 14, 2010 7:10:25 am PDT #12976 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
{{{{Shir}}}}
Burrell - Mar 14, 2010 7:16:34 am PDT #12977 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I am sorry Shir
Shir - Mar 14, 2010 7:27:54 am PDT #12978 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Stopped crying hysterically.
God, that's one hell of a punch to the stomach. I just hope we have enough time to start a fight. Just this. This can't be happening so fast that we won't have time to do that, right? We just first heard about this option on Friday, dammit.
Zenkitty - Mar 14, 2010 7:38:09 am PDT #12979 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Oh,, Shir. That's terrible. Poor puppy! I didn't know a cancer could spread that fast.
Shir - Mar 14, 2010 7:44:10 am PDT #12980 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Neither did I. Apparently it can.
Ginger - Mar 14, 2010 7:44:21 am PDT #12981 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Oh, Shir. I'm so sorry.
Barb - Mar 14, 2010 7:44:25 am PDT #12982 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Fuck cancer.
Calli - Mar 14, 2010 7:56:46 am PDT #12983 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I'm so sorry, Shir.
Strix - Mar 14, 2010 7:58:48 am PDT #12984 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Oh, Shir. That's really awful. I'm sorry.