Ryan killed me ded
which is good because i was going to complain about all kinds of petty things and now I don't want to spoil things
Gwen: Demon, OK? The whole nine—cloven feet and horns and teeth. He wasn't wearing lamé though. Lorne: Yeah, the evil ones can't pull it off. It gets camp.
'Harm's Way'
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.
beth b - Oct 18, 2010 8:40:24 am PDT #6070 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Burrell - Oct 18, 2010 8:44:54 am PDT #6071 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Egad, Ryan is such a gorgeous baby. And I love how much you adore doting on him, billytea.
Beverly - Oct 18, 2010 9:33:45 am PDT #6072 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Oh Ryan. Well, there's my smile this morning, thank you, little man.
smonster - Oct 18, 2010 9:35:26 am PDT #6073 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Ginger, that's an advanced skill. Now we just reviewed how crucial it is not to leave nails in the road. I ain't paying for no tires. Lawd, they are trying my patience right now. I might need to look at Ryan's picture to calm down.
Jessica - Oct 18, 2010 9:39:38 am PDT #6074 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Spidra Webster - Oct 18, 2010 10:16:16 am PDT #6075 of 30000
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
OMG, I'm so homesick now that I've seen that 60 minutes piece, beth. But thanks for posting the link to it. I was very interested in how your friend had researched this.
Cute little scofflaw.
Steph L. - Oct 18, 2010 10:43:21 am PDT #6076 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I offer the strongest proof I can think of that I was raised by wolves: my mom just sent me an e-mail with the subject line "Uncle Woody Died."
In. The. Subject. Line.
He was my great-uncle, and lived in Florida, and I'm fine -- I mean, it's sad, but he was close to 90 (I think), and ran marathons into his 70s, so he had a good life. I really don't need brackety hugs, please.
(I do, however vehemently dislike the trend of one dead family member per month. August, Tim's mom; September, my uncle Steve; October, Uncle Woody. After I read the e-mail to my co-workers and commented on the one-death-per-month thing, I asked if anyone wanted to sign up early for November, to beat the rush.)
Vortex - Oct 18, 2010 10:44:07 am PDT #6077 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Can I volunteer your HR woman?
Steph L. - Oct 18, 2010 10:46:22 am PDT #6078 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Can I volunteer your HR woman?
Heh. I was making a list, myself. No one has been willing to sign up, yet.
Burrell - Oct 18, 2010 10:51:10 am PDT #6079 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
No brackety hugs, Steph, but I do hope that this trend comes to an end. Ugh.