Fuck I'm sorry. Strength to his family and you and all who loved him.
Spike: Ladies. Come on in. Plenty of blood in the fridge, don't be shy. Dawn: You mean like, real blood? Spike: What do you think? Dawn: Mostly I think, 'Eew!'
'Potential'
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 - Apr 25, 2010 5:34:39 pm PDT #17146 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
JZ - Apr 25, 2010 5:36:46 pm PDT #17147 of 30000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I'm so sorry, Vortex. There's no cancer that isn't evil, but, God, colon cancer is one of the worst. I'm so sorry for your loss.
Ginger - Apr 25, 2010 5:37:55 pm PDT #17148 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Fuck cancer indeed. So sorry, Vortex.
I just found out a friend's father died, and I can't think of anything to write. I'll probably end up falling back on Walt Whitman.
"A facility for quotation covers the absence of original thought." ~ Dorothy L. Sayers
Vortex - Apr 25, 2010 5:39:24 pm PDT #17149 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Thanks, all. I've been waiting for a call or email for a while now, so I'm okay. I sent up a quick prayer for my dad to be on the lookout. Of course, knowing my dad, he'll ask Paul why he never asked me out :)
smonster - Apr 25, 2010 5:41:06 pm PDT #17150 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Fuck cancer.
And fuck Aims' fucking uncle fucker.
Fuck.
javachik - Apr 25, 2010 5:41:55 pm PDT #17151 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
I disagree with Sayers completely.
Vortex, I am sorry.
Strix - Apr 25, 2010 5:44:18 pm PDT #17152 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Vortex, Ginger, so sorry about the sad news.
billytea - Apr 25, 2010 5:44:38 pm PDT #17153 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'm sorry, Vortex. And Aims.
SailAweigh - Apr 25, 2010 6:04:31 pm PDT #17154 of 30000
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
I am so sorry for your loss, Vortex. Fuck cancer, indeed.
Steph L. - Apr 25, 2010 6:04:55 pm PDT #17155 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Of course, knowing my dad, he'll ask Paul why he never asked me out :)
Well, sure! He's still a *dad,* regardless of his state of existence. My dad will be fixing people's cars and mowing their lawns in the afterlife. I'm sure of it.