Whatever happened to the still beating heart of a virgin? No one has any standards anymore.

Giles ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'


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.


amych - Oct 03, 2011 6:05:50 pm PDT #682 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Oh, Andi, I'm so glad to hear it, on both counts - but y'all can keep the ~ma for as long as you need it, please!


Steph L. - Oct 03, 2011 6:07:33 pm PDT #683 of 30001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Excellent news about Dan!!!!

Also, I forgot how dopey and sleepy Flexiril makes me. It makes me into 2 of the 7 dwarves. No more Flexiril on an empty stomach. (Actually, food probably won't make a difference. Hm. Okay, no more Flexiril if I know I need to remain conscious.)


Connie Neil - Oct 03, 2011 7:20:12 pm PDT #684 of 30001
brillig

I opened my Yahoo email this morning to an unexpectedly upsetting sight: lots of spam from my dead sister's address. I can normally ignore spam, but this makes me angry.


DavidS - Oct 03, 2011 7:26:46 pm PDT #685 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

lots of spam from my dead sister's address.

Yikes! Zombie spam. That's disturbing.


le nubian - Oct 03, 2011 7:32:55 pm PDT #686 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

Oh Connie. How terrible.


msbelle - Oct 03, 2011 8:06:12 pm PDT #687 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

PLEASE. . . . SEND. . . . HELP. .. . ... HAVE BEEN. . ... . . .STRANDED . . . .WITH . . . . NO ./ . . .. . .NATTER! .

I KNOW! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!!! I MEAN HONESTLY, THAT IS POSITIVELY 2000! SOME SERIOUS TT CRAP TAKING THIS LONG TO GET A THREAD UP!

suanters


Toddson - Oct 04, 2011 4:05:28 am PDT #688 of 30001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

Vortex, while I can understand wanting to put a little physical distance between you and your mother, I'd hate to have you move away. But! I know you'll do what's best for you ... and we'll always have Natter.

Also, moving away doesn't always work. I moved about 500 miles to get away from my family ... and my mother moved down here. sigh ....


WindSparrow - Oct 04, 2011 4:26:37 am PDT #689 of 30001
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've always been happier to have a time zone or so between me and my mother.

Connie, do you want hairpats or hugs, or just curses at creepy, nasty, cruel spammers?By which I mean that I hate that this has happened to you, and wish to offer whatever kind of support you want.

May all spammers who hack into other people's email accounts, etc. find themselves unable to stop thinking about their creepiest nightmares in all their spare moments until they find more socially constructive lines of work. (Let's be specific - by spare moments I don't mean those times when a person is only giving half-assed attention to something that is actually important - so, you know, not while driving or getting ready to yell at their kids, or something that could hurt others)


Ginger - Oct 04, 2011 4:58:04 am PDT #690 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I moved about 500 miles to get away from my family ... and my mother moved down here. sigh ....

I bet you made the mistake of telling her where you were.

Atlanta's a pretty long drive, Vortex. IJS.


sj - Oct 04, 2011 6:12:13 am PDT #691 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I'm going to have to start wearing bug spray to work. I keep waking up with new mosquito bites.