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.
Angel: If I'm not back in a couple of hours— Gunn: You're dead, we're screwed, end of the world.
'Underneath'
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
Always Anti-fascist!
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.
