Holy crap! Aims.
Early: Where'd she go? Simon: I can't keep track of her when she's not incorporeally possessing a space ship. Don't look at me.
'Objects In Space'
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.
Stephanie - Jan 04, 2010 3:27:22 pm PST #5683 of 30000
Trust my rage
sj - Jan 04, 2010 4:05:36 pm PST #5684 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{Aims}}}
NoiseDesign - Jan 04, 2010 4:29:37 pm PST #5685 of 30000
Our wings are not tired
If I had done that to my parents as a child I'd still be grounded.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 04, 2010 4:34:24 pm PST #5686 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Ugh, Aims- that sucks on many levels.
JZ - Jan 04, 2010 4:38:21 pm PST #5687 of 30000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Oh, shit, Aims. I had the raging finger of death pointed at me this morning for committing the capital crime of asking Hec if he wanted a bagel, but I haven't been hit. Yet, I'm sure.
Lots of hugs, and I'm stuffing a martini through the interpipes to you right now (unless you'd prefer a Cosmo or a Manhattan).
sj - Jan 04, 2010 4:47:30 pm PST #5688 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
If I had done that to my parents as a child I'd still be grounded.
Me too. Look at it this way Aims, you can guilt Em with this for the rest of her life.
Cashmere - Jan 04, 2010 4:51:04 pm PST #5689 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
I can tell Olivia wants to slap me but she hasn't worked up the nerve. Yet.
Put it in the guilt file, Aims.
Volans - Jan 04, 2010 5:10:44 pm PST #5690 of 30000
move out and draw fire
Mal's only hit me while spazzing in a tiny berserker rage. Or the one time with the cereal bowl. But he's thought about it a couple times.
(And I apologize to any Buffistas he may have kicked in the sternum).
Aims, you have way more control than I do; being hit puts me right into "fight or flig-- fuck it, FIGHT" mode.
erikaj - Jan 04, 2010 5:13:47 pm PST #5691 of 30000
Always Anti-fascist!
I think I'd have been a few inches shorter if I'd done that. My brother can still imitate the Maternal Look of Death we could get(he got it more than me, as even as a man, he can work a nerve.)
Lee - Jan 04, 2010 5:14:49 pm PST #5692 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
So, Bitches, ever been smacked right across the face by an angry 5 year old?
a) I'm sorry you have to deal with that.
b) This probably isn't what you meant, but he was five at the time Skyzy "Coffee On My Monitor" Mar 25, 2004 1:14:06 pm PST