Oh, I get it. You just don't like who did the rescuing, that's all. Wishin' I was your boyfriend what's-his-height. Oh wait, he's run off.

Spike ,'Potential'


Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In  

[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.


JZ - Apr 10, 2012 8:03:13 am PDT #11155 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Oh, goddamnit, Ginger. No, and fuck no.

I so much wish we lived closer. There are really no words, but even without words at least if we were closer we could clean and fix and give rides and walk Mr. Peabody and just do all the things that need doing that you don't need to be wasting time and energy on. I hate having nothing but words to give you.


tommyrot - Apr 10, 2012 8:04:11 am PDT #11156 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I'm so sorry, Ginger.


Steph L. - Apr 10, 2012 8:07:15 am PDT #11157 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Oh, Ginger, no.


Calli - Apr 10, 2012 8:07:36 am PDT #11158 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Oh, fuck cancer! I'm sorry, Ginger.


Matt the Bruins fan - Apr 10, 2012 8:09:28 am PDT #11159 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

So sorry, Ginger. All my fingers are crossed that they can do something about it.


§ ita § - Apr 10, 2012 8:09:39 am PDT #11160 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I wish I even had the right words to say to you, Ginger, but I know nothing except you're a wonderful person, and I don't want you to have any pain or distress. Oh, how I wish people got what they deserved, because you would be sailing with the clearest skies and the steadiest of winds. I...I don't know.


Frankenbuddha - Apr 10, 2012 8:12:37 am PDT #11161 of 30001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Ginger, words fail other than I'm so sorry.

And oh HELL yeah, fuck fucking cancer!


hippocampus - Apr 10, 2012 8:14:12 am PDT #11162 of 30001
not your mom's socks.

Ginger, I'm so sorry. What Javachik said, and Amy, and everyone. Whatever we can do to help.


Anne W. - Apr 10, 2012 8:14:43 am PDT #11163 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Ginger, I am so goddamn sorry. I wish I knew what else to do or say.


Ginger - Apr 10, 2012 8:15:24 am PDT #11164 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Thank you so much. I'd hate to face this without y'all. Right now, I'm repeating my mantra: All 5-year statistics are at least 5 years old. Now if only I didn't have to tell my mother. I'm going to wait until I know the next steps, at least.