We killed a homeless man on this bench. Me and Dru. Those were good times. You know, he begged for mercy, and you know, that only made her bite harder.

Spike ,'Sleeper'


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.


Fred Pete - Apr 05, 2011 12:02:27 pm PDT #19136 of 30000
Ann, that's a ferret.

Best wishes for Dallas.


Trudy Booth - Apr 05, 2011 12:17:56 pm PDT #19137 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

I'm pretty sure she'll be ok once the weather changes.


Beverly - Apr 05, 2011 12:27:52 pm PDT #19138 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

I sympathize with Dallas. And with her human.


Stephanie - Apr 05, 2011 12:30:21 pm PDT #19139 of 30000
Trust my rage

Thanks for the birthday wishes. I got lots of flowers and chocolates and it has been a nice relaxing day. And yesterday, I won a case and my client was returned to his wife and five kids brut was even better than today.


Liese S. - Apr 05, 2011 12:31:13 pm PDT #19140 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Aww, that's wonderful for a pre-birthday awesome. You rock.


Zenkitty - Apr 05, 2011 12:34:56 pm PDT #19141 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Excellent, Nonian, and happy birthday!


Connie Neil - Apr 05, 2011 12:49:14 pm PDT #19142 of 30000
brillig

Oh, god, dude, no, flush the toilet after we're done with the call. I don't need to know I've been chatting with you while you're in the john.

edit: Be well, Dallas!


Daisy Jane - Apr 05, 2011 12:53:27 pm PDT #19143 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Ha! That happened at last week's town hall before the meeting. Something like 200 people on a call, and a hundred or so more in several conference rooms across the country, and while we waited for one of the muckity mucks to start speaking...a toilet flushes.


brenda m - Apr 05, 2011 1:19:04 pm PDT #19144 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

Jeez, people. That's what the mute button is for. That and catty tabletalk.


NoiseDesign - Apr 05, 2011 1:31:28 pm PDT #19145 of 30000
Our wings are not tired

I amazed that some people remember to breathe so it doesn't surprise me at all that they are outwitted by a mute button.