I will have to give the real stuff a try some time when I have the opportunity.
This is a time of celebration, so sit still and be quiet.
Snyder ,'Chosen'
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.
-t - Dec 11, 2009 3:16:03 pm PST #3398 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
amych - Dec 11, 2009 3:16:20 pm PST #3399 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Now I really want some rum.
WHY IS THE RUM GONE?
Hil R. - Dec 11, 2009 3:17:09 pm PST #3400 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Mmm. Rum sounds nice. Don't think I have any.
§ ita § - Dec 11, 2009 3:20:44 pm PST #3401 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
WHY IS THE RUM GONE?
BECAUSE MY MUMMY IS NOT YOUR MUMMY.
Aims - Dec 11, 2009 3:20:49 pm PST #3402 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I prefer to drink my eggnog with Kahlua.
DCJensen - Dec 11, 2009 3:21:01 pm PST #3403 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
Alton brown does Eggnog with NPR: [link]
DCJensen - Dec 11, 2009 3:21:35 pm PST #3404 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
"Are you my Mummy?"
Aims - Dec 11, 2009 3:21:37 pm PST #3405 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
WHY IS THE RUM GONE?
BECAUSE MY MUMMY IS NOT YOUR MUMMY.
THAT'S JUST MEAN TO SAY TAUNTY PANTS! STICK IT IN ANY OF YOUR THREE OR SEVEN EARS!
Sophia Brooks - Dec 11, 2009 3:23:11 pm PST #3406 of 30000
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
Strangely, I do not care for rum or eggnog, but rum is my mummy's favorite drink.
DavidS - Dec 11, 2009 3:24:06 pm PST #3407 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
So, I woke up today to find that my aunt died last night. She was my mother's younger sister and had been in the hospital the last few weeks in critical care.
I'm sorry, Daisy. I wish your family was a little less inclined towards the mortality rate.