THE VAG IS RIGHT BEHIND YOU!
Steph, I'm afraid I must ask you to report to the nurse's office for a remedial anatomy lesson.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
billytea - May 27, 2010 3:33:50 pm PDT #20609 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.
Laga - May 27, 2010 3:36:39 pm PDT #20610 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
A vag once bit my sister.
Steph L. - May 27, 2010 3:41:20 pm PDT #20611 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
THE VAG IS RIGHT BEHIND YOU!
Steph, I'm afraid I must ask you to report to the nurse's office for a remedial anatomy lesson.
I didn't say *whose* vag.
Zenkitty - May 27, 2010 3:43:23 pm PDT #20612 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
A hooge vag is nobody's friend.
Steph L. - May 27, 2010 3:44:48 pm PDT #20613 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
A hooge vag is nobody's friend.
Maybe the cock tree?
Scrappy - May 27, 2010 4:48:57 pm PDT #20614 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Whoose vag on first?
erikaj - May 27, 2010 6:29:14 pm PDT #20615 of 30000
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-
Reading that stuff about Obama's Memorial Day makes me want to stuff the offenders in a bag and ship them to LA to plug up the hole. At least they'd be doing something productive.
Daisy Jane - May 27, 2010 6:42:33 pm PDT #20616 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I love that you gus are still on about this. Hungarian sex shops are szex bolt.
Eta- I sing that in my head to the tune of Sex Bomb. You are welcome.
Ginger - May 27, 2010 6:49:43 pm PDT #20617 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Toddson, I have no grasp on the fashionable, but some sense of the comfortable:
Cass - May 27, 2010 7:22:19 pm PDT #20618 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.
