RIP, Hamish.
Jayne: That's a good idea. Good idea. Tell us where the stuff's at so I can shoot you. Mal: Point of interest? Offering to shoot us might not work so well as an incentive as you might imagine.
'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
Laura - Apr 01, 2011 7:09:17 am PDT #18753 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Laura - Apr 01, 2011 7:12:43 am PDT #18754 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
The only thing I remember about Vermont was when we would go on road trips from NY to Vermont my dad would stock up on booze. Apparently at least at that time the taxes were much lower. I don't know if this is still the case. Lots of pretty there. We went across Lake Champlain in an ice breaking ferry one time and that was very cool, and noisy.
sj - Apr 01, 2011 7:38:42 am PDT #18755 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Seska, I'm sorry to hear about Hamish!
We're at the beach! It's freezing cold, but we managed to outrun the snow!
Anne W. - Apr 01, 2011 9:01:53 am PDT #18756 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Seska, my sympathies to you. Poor wee Hamish.
Calli - Apr 01, 2011 9:06:35 am PDT #18757 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Vermont seems lovely, both geographically and people-wise. And, as I'm thinking (a little bit, not that seriously) about moving back to the midwest, I can't really kick about the snow aspect.
amych - Apr 01, 2011 9:10:27 am PDT #18758 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
WAIT WHAT NOOOOOOO!
SailAweigh - Apr 01, 2011 9:14:53 am PDT #18759 of 30000
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Score!
Anne W. - Apr 01, 2011 9:16:08 am PDT #18760 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Oohhh. Where in the midwest?
brenda m - Apr 01, 2011 9:18:02 am PDT #18761 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Aroo?
Beverly - Apr 01, 2011 9:59:15 am PDT #18762 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Vermont does indeed rock.
Steph, all grace to your ladyparts.
Farewell, puir wee Hamish. (Isn't Hamish a boy's name? Large, redheaded Scotsmen's name?")
The conversation previous, Calli, amych, Sail, Anne, and Brenda, was just beautiful. And made lots more surreal if you read their taglines.