No. You're missing the point. The design of the thing is functional. The plan is not to shoot you. The plan is to get the girl. If there's no girl, then the plan, well, is like the room.

Early ,'Objects In Space'


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 14, 2011 3:17:50 pm PDT #23261 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Happy birthday, java! It seems like forever since we've seen you. We should rectify that.


Cass - Jun 14, 2011 3:48:54 pm PDT #23262 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

But yeah, maybe, call your folks?

Success!

Except for how I have one less day to be ready to leave and I am woefully unprepared. But I talked to dad for 45 minutes and never even got yelled at for putting it off. Boom de ya!


meara - Jun 14, 2011 3:57:33 pm PDT #23263 of 30000

Happy Birthday Java!

Am now in the restaurant where we are supposed to have dinner (for my birthday which I didn't want to do in the first place).

Oooh. For your birthday?!? Yeesh. So did you leave? Kick some ass.


Anne W. - Jun 14, 2011 4:00:17 pm PDT #23264 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Happy Birthday, java!


Anne W. - Jun 14, 2011 4:02:41 pm PDT #23265 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

(Separate post, as I don't want to mix birthday wishes with cat digestive tract issues)

Jeeves was severely constipated, but this will hopefully resolve itself as a result of the massive assault on his dignity. The vet said to keep an eye on him and bring him back in if things do not come to pass by morning.


Beverly - Jun 14, 2011 4:25:09 pm PDT #23266 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

And Power to the Vortex! Seriously. I should buy you dinner. Or make you dinner. Why don't you come by sometime and we'll do that?

Tease.

Nuh uh. Completely serious invitation. You get here, we'll cook. Or take you out, your choice. We even have a bed for you! No StY to entertain you, though, you'll just have to make do with H and me.

Yay success, Cass!

And whoohoo Jeeves...uh. Return to normal!


smonster - Jun 14, 2011 4:31:46 pm PDT #23267 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Beverly, may I tag "Procrastinate faster!!"?

Get better, Jeeves!

I has Cube. I opened the door to look in, but have not taken anything out. Items have definitely shifted in transit - I hope not too much is broken!


Atropa - Jun 14, 2011 4:48:49 pm PDT #23268 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Dear Cass, thank you for reminding me to call my Dad. (Who says hello to my invisible friends on that board I'm always on.)


Beverly - Jun 14, 2011 4:49:05 pm PDT #23269 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Oh, I hope nothing important broke. Eesh.

Yes, of course, smonster, tag away.


meara - Jun 14, 2011 5:06:34 pm PDT #23270 of 30000

Yay having the Cube, smonster! Fingers crossed it's not too broken.

Vortex, you can also visit me! I won't cook you food, but I will take you to all the yummiest places.