WHAT WE SHARED A BLOODSTEAM ONCE!!
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.
The Wikipedia article is the one that flummoxed me.
Dang. What about WebMD?
WHAT WE SHARED A BLOODSTEAM ONCE!!
HALF YOUR DNA IS MINE THEREFORE WHY *WOULDN'T* YOU WANT TO SHARE EVERYTHING WITH ME?!?
Steph, do you think if you actually one day, shared with her she'd run screaming? Or would she say "Finally! My baby is talking to me!"
Joe = Superman.
He found the OTHER sheet of paper with the combinations on it.
HFS.
Steph, do you think if you actually one day, shared with her she'd run screaming? Or would she say "Finally! My baby is talking to me!"
Probably more the latter. (Actually, it would me more like, "Well, Dolly, I'm glad you have a good sex life, but that sounds DANGEROUS. I don't think you should do that! It doesn't sound like a good idea at all!")
She wouldn't run screaming. She's the one who casually uses phrases like "fuckbuddy" and "pulling a train."
Joe = Superman.
What? He's Miracleman!
"pulling a train."
Oh. Dear. God.
Mother, no!
My mother was born in 1928, and we never once talked about sex. I literally first learned about it in Catholic school.
This is so blowing my mind.
Actually, Steph, you are totally right.
He *is* totally Miracleman.
My mom asked me once what a glory hole was.
I tried to tell her it was used in glassmaking but she knew it was something dirty.