Bunnies frighten me.

Anya ,'Help'


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.


DavidS - Jun 09, 2011 8:18:35 pm PDT #23002 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Video evidence of Matilda "keeping it real with my Meeps."


hippocampus - Jun 10, 2011 3:13:53 am PDT #23003 of 30000
not your mom's socks.

wow. ok. I gave HKF's teacher for the past two years a gift card to Title 9, which is one of her favorite merchants. I filled out a gift card, and didn't see any extra charge for it, so I figured we were fine. I just got an email a week and a half after the purchase that I'd been charged $10 for the cheapo card they block-printed with my web form comment - Really T9? Yes, I deserve the smite for being lazy, but ... really?


sj - Jun 10, 2011 3:17:59 am PDT #23004 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Sox, that is ridiculous.

It's babysitting day. G is playing with his toys and I am bored out of my mind. I forgot to bring a book.


Volans - Jun 10, 2011 5:23:38 am PDT #23005 of 30000
move out and draw fire

Gris, congrats!


Toddson - Jun 10, 2011 5:45:55 am PDT #23006 of 30000
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

oh dear ... I know it's not nice to laugh, but I overheard someone in my office complaining that ever since he opened the e-mail message that came through in Chinese and tried to get it converted, his computer's been acting up.


WindSparrow - Jun 10, 2011 6:57:25 am PDT #23007 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.

I overheard someone in my office complaining that ever since he opened the e-mail message that came through in Chinese and tried to get it converted, his computer's been acting up.

Instant karma for unwelcome proselytizing, can't say I blame you for a chortle or two.


Vortex - Jun 10, 2011 7:21:59 am PDT #23008 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

COMCAST IS SATAN. No wonder I put off this phone call for so damned long. I'm on my 3rd call (plus one chat) because I had to keep getting switched because I was "downgrading". EFFING RIDICULOUS!!! I cannot wait for Fios or whatever to get to DC so that I can tell them to kiss my ass. I have a balcony, I can get a dish. I hate dishes, but I hate Comcast more right now.


Vortex - Jun 10, 2011 7:28:44 am PDT #23009 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

ARGH!!! Just got cut off! We were almost finished!!!


WindSparrow - Jun 10, 2011 8:30:32 am PDT #23010 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.

Well, that sucks, Vortex. May those responsible for not handling your account changes efficiently end up with painful plantar warts, and end up treating them with duck tape, only when they go to the store to buy the tape, there is only one color left, and that happens to be a plaid that does not go with any of their clothes.


Ginger - Jun 10, 2011 8:38:07 am PDT #23011 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I'm sure Comcast is baffled by why you don't want more of their "service," Vortex.

During the same period when I had been calling Comcast for three months to try to find out why I wasn't getting a particular channel, Comcast kept trying to sell me phone service. I kept saying, "If you can't get me channel 36, why would I believe your phone service would be a good thing?"

Then there's the name change to Xfinity, which reminds me a lot of when the Atlanta city council changed Stewart Avenue to Metropolitan Parkway, because Stewart Avenue had become associated with prostitution. Apparently the idea was that the hookers would see the Metropolitan street signs, become confused and go elsewhere.