I am not...I am not the damsel in distress. I am not some case. I have to work this. I've lived in a cave for 5 years in a world where they killed my kind like cattle. I am not going to be cut down by some monster flu. I am better than that. What a wonder...how very scared I am.

Fred ,'A Hole in the World'


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.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Feb 06, 2010 11:43:08 am PST #9255 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

perfectly normal. No worry necessary.

Thank you all for the reassurance. I am not a Proper Lesbian, and I do not understand Teh Sports.


Vortex - Feb 06, 2010 11:55:58 am PST #9256 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Ha! If it makes you feel any better, this straight girl would have been sitting next to The Girl yelling as well.

Plus, someone has to be willing to leave to get more beer.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Feb 06, 2010 11:57:59 am PST #9257 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Plus, someone has to be willing to leave to get more beer.

Or, y'know, sitting in the next room reading Bourdieu while drinking wine. On account of being allergic to rugby.


Vortex - Feb 06, 2010 12:00:04 pm PST #9258 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Or, y'know, sitting in the next room reading Bourdieu while drinking wine. On account of being allergic to rugby.

as long as you're willing to bring more beer when asked.


DebetEsse - Feb 06, 2010 12:02:07 pm PST #9259 of 30000
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Ask the audience question (I swear this is less random than it appears):

What, in your opinion, are Frank Oz's 5 most famous characters?


juliana - Feb 06, 2010 12:03:38 pm PST #9260 of 30000
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Ha! If it makes you feel any better, this straight girl would have been sitting next to The Girl yelling as well.

As would this mostly-straight girl.

Debet, #1 would be Miss Piggy. As to the rest...


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Feb 06, 2010 12:06:16 pm PST #9261 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

as long as you're willing to bring more beer when asked

Absolutely. I understand (from living with a cricket-obsessed room mate for many years) that a spectator can't leave to get beer. Something about jinxing their team.

What, in your opinion, are Frank Oz's 5 most famous characters?

Yoda. Fozzy Bear. Miss Piggy... I can't get to five, as I'm never sure which characters were his and which were other puppeteers', but those are the ones I know him for being behind.


Jessica - Feb 06, 2010 12:08:28 pm PST #9262 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Yoda, Fozzie, Miss Piggy, Grover. Can't think of a fifth.


DebetEsse - Feb 06, 2010 12:08:31 pm PST #9263 of 30000
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Seska, it's funny because those are the three solid ones on the list. It's the last two that are points of contention.


Ginger - Feb 06, 2010 12:08:55 pm PST #9264 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

perfectly normal. No worry necessary.

Thank you all for the reassurance. I am not a Proper Lesbian, and I do not understand Teh Sports.

In this, the human race is divided not by gender or sexual orientation. It is divided into sports fans and people who question their sanity.

That's a very impressive snow, Vortex. We just have cold and wet and wet and cold.

Mr Peabody is trying to see whether a dog can bark so much that his head explodes. The two dogs that are staying in the next yard will come and play through the fence, but then they'll spot something on the other side of the yard or the husky will steal the lab's stick. Then Mr Peabody sits at the fence and barks, looking like a kid who never gets picked at recess.