Ginger, I'm thinking of you.
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.
This probably doesn't count as "doing anything" but I could not stop myself...it's like Elmore Leonard consulted on the world's grossest pixar movie, but maybe it will make someone smile. [link] Don't worry, Ginger, your immune system is quite a stud.
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.
ita ! said what I don't have words for currently. I am so sorry, Ginger. Please, please let us know if there is anything we can possibly do.
Oh Ginger. You're in my thoughts.
That is a thing of beauty, erika. I definitely need Raylan on the job.
I've decided I'm going to be this 17-year survivor [link] That's the plan.
It would get worse before it got better, but you'd live.
That's a good plan.
I like that plan, Ginger.
Good plan, Ginger. You do that, okay?
You know, I'm due for some good things to happen, and I hereby declare that my good thing should be that Ginger blows any previous survivor's record out of the water. I am owed something, and I want it to be this.