Maybe they think that you just don't have access to the good stuff :)
And a couple of them define "good stuff" as full frontal of themselves. WTF, world?
Zoe: Nobody's saying that, sir. Wash: Yeah, we're pretty much just giving each other significant glances and laughing incessantly.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
§ ita § - Jul 28, 2010 7:34:39 am PDT #26795 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Laga - Jul 28, 2010 7:45:59 am PDT #26796 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
Good morning. I don't feel hung over but I'll have a big glass of OJ just in case. Thanks, WS.
We've been rewatching "Slings & Arrows" at our house so I can't think of pubic hair without also thinking of knitting needles.
tommyrot - Jul 28, 2010 7:49:47 am PDT #26797 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
When I was in second grade or thereabouts, I misread "pubic" as "public" and was confused as to why it was called "pubic hair" as it's generally not at all public.
Strix - Jul 28, 2010 7:50:16 am PDT #26798 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Oh, ita. You lucky LUCKY bitch, to get unsolicited full-frontals from strangers. I envy you, I really do.
People are stupid. But not my stepson, who just spent 3 hours making a NASA launch pad from balsa wood and stickers. Yesterday, it was 3 hours making a Mario games level from stuffed animals, toys and objets de stuff.
In More Shit Kids Say That Makes Me Sound Like Worst Stepmom EVAH news:
"Erin's TOUGH when I fight her!" And "I can never get out of her ninja legs!" were highlights of his call to his mom last night.
(He likes to pounce on me, put pillows on my body and wallow. And, of course, thrust his feet in my face. My ninja legs corral the Stank Boy Feet away, and keep him from bouncing on my rib cage, but I LOOOOOVVVE the way I sound like a hittin' pedo. @@)
Jessica - Jul 28, 2010 7:56:24 am PDT #26799 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
When I was in second grade or thereabouts, I misread "pubic" as "public"
There's a public parking lot near my parent's house that was missing the "L" in its sign the entire time I was growing up. It was so disappointing when they finally repaired it.
omnis_audis - Jul 28, 2010 8:07:10 am PDT #26800 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
So that's what kept me from being creepy and asking for a picture. I'm just weird like that.
Ha! Yes. Just to be clear. I was being snarky. Not expecting pics of pubes, tyvm.
smonster - Jul 28, 2010 8:10:48 am PDT #26801 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Speaking of wet men, ita, how would you feel about a Tom Hardy pic or two coming your way?
§ ita § - Jul 28, 2010 8:13:09 am PDT #26802 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
how would you feel about a Tom Hardy pic or two coming your way?
Very appreciative. But it should be noted I'm extremely behind updating the site, so it may be a while.
beekaytee - Jul 28, 2010 8:16:17 am PDT #26803 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
A physicians nonprofit I used to work for published an annual report designating one board member as being a Master of Pubic Health. Thankfully, he had a sense of humor.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jul 28, 2010 8:35:36 am PDT #26804 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Hope the drugs help with the vertigo, Jars!
"Erin's TOUGH when I fight her!"
Haha. He sounds like a fun kid.
Today I have a) been turned down for funding for my PhD*, b) had my broadband company deliver my replacement router to the wrong address for the THIRD time this week, and c) been preparing for a training session on disability and feminism. I'm surprisingly cheerful, considering.
The Girl is at work, despite the flu. I tried to persuade her to stay at home, but you really really can't tell a theatre director what to do.
*Not at all unexpected - I'm researching disability, in a fantastic but somewhat under-rated uni, and my grades were very good for my MA but only reasonable for my undergrad. So I was never going to be considered very sexy by the funding councils. ('Sexy' being the way my supervisor actually designates the projects in vogue with the funding councils. With a sarcastic tone. He's going to be so much fun to work with.)