Raisin bran:
What? I like fire.
Not so much with the arson, but I do like a good bon-type fire.
I fed off a flowerperson, and I spent the next six hours watchin' my hand move.
Spike ,'Same Time, Same Place'
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.
DCJensen - Jan 28, 2010 4:17:30 am PST #8213 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
Stephanie - Jan 28, 2010 4:18:22 am PST #8214 of 30000
Trust my rage
Frisco just told me that my boots are "cute!".
WindSparrow - Jan 28, 2010 4:21:18 am PST #8215 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
She's sad, however, that they haven't turned her eyes brown. Which is freakish, because the woman has insanely green eyes.
I am a green-eyed person who covets the brown, also. Although I sorta learned a life lesson as a teenager, when I noticed that my beautiful, brown-eyed cousin Amy was wearing green contacts.
WindSparrow - Jan 28, 2010 4:23:44 am PST #8216 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Stephanie, I'm pretty sure that your girl will be just fine. I'm not an expert on these things, but you have good reason to believe she is over the bug. You are just having working-mom guilt and nerves.
Calli - Jan 28, 2010 4:26:25 am PST #8217 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
It's a matter of holding it with the filler port upright, taking the can of butane and pushing it down into the port and it fills like a car tire valve.
Hmmmmm. This sound pretty doable. Thanks!
DCJensen - Jan 28, 2010 4:28:51 am PST #8218 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
"You are hereby directed to assemble one regulation, bon-type fire." - Col Potter
Calli - Jan 28, 2010 5:00:25 am PST #8219 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Does Bon-bon know she's a regulation fire type? (And an awesome one, I'm sure.)
Zenkitty - Jan 28, 2010 5:30:24 am PST #8220 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
My mother's lashes got pretty thick with the glaucoma meds. She's sad, however, that they haven't turned her eyes brown. Which is freakish, because the woman has insanely green eyes.
That's it exactly - that's the medication that they isolated the ingredient that makes lashes grow and marketed it as Latisse. And I'm glad to know it didn't your mom's green eyes brown, because I like my eyes green.
Though I do prefer removing it in the shower because the tubes look weird in my sink.
You know, I think that's actually what turned me off of it. The stuff looked like little spider legs.
creme brulee
Now I want creme brulee. I will marry a guy who can cook. I'll fix the cars, man, you just cook.
I also want a little bitty torch to make jewelry with. Not that I have ever made jewelry. Possibly I just want a handy little torch I could keep in my purse.
"Seriously? You just happen to have one on you?"
§ ita § - Jan 28, 2010 5:32:20 am PST #8221 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
"Seriously? You just happen to have one on you?"
Hee. Hot.
tommyrot - Jan 28, 2010 5:33:23 am PST #8222 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.
I also want a little bitty torch to make jewelry with.
How about a Star Trek toy phaser that's been modified to fire a real laser that's strong enough to pop balloons and blind people?
Phaser-to-laser mod puts out 465mW