What Teppy Said.
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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.
What Teppy Said.
Seconded.
Here's my outfit for the Mardi Gras Voodoo Carnival from Friday night (not pictured: long black skirt): [link]
Here's my outfit for the Mardi Gras Voodoo Carnival from Friday night (not pictured: long black skirt): [link].
To paraphrase the band Free, "They call you the Huntress...."
He should come to me! My house has no steps, is all tile, and I don't mind slobber! No, I'm glad he has a good person already, and yours will find you.
Hot, Tep!
Smokin', Teppy.
I am driving back from my aunt's 70th birthday party. I stuffed my belly full of lobster and clam chowder.
That sounds like much yum was had by all.
My dad's home from the hospital, yay! He had to go back in overnight Friday for blood transfusion.
Except for that part. It would be more recreational and less "Oh gosh, I hope that doesn't need to happen too often" if he were a vampire, but that would have its downsides, too. (sorry, I plead exhaustion from doing my taxes)
Thank Harvey for the validation. It's nice to hear from the kitty caucus.
Ya know, sometimes I joke about it, but this time... I started typing and suddenly there was purring cat in my arms. And he excused himself rather quickly after I hit post and kissed his forehead a few times. That purr was not about me.
The Mardi Gras shindig was a lot of fun. There were 2 bands (one all strings, with a singer who sounded a lot like Squirrel Nut Zippers); a magic act (with a real! live! chicken!); a sword-swallowing, bed-of-nails-laying sideshow act; and can-can dancers (who were really, REALLY good).
And the costumes people wore -- oh my god. People really went all out. Although, honestly, out of about ~150 people there, I think there were about 30 dudes wearing top hats with goggles on them. Steampunk may have jumped the shark. I'm tired of goddamn goggles.
The women were mostly in corsets (Tim's comment: "I had no idea there were so many corsets in the tri-state area! This just makes my heart swell!" [My reply: "Right. Your *heart.*"]) and short skirts and cool stockings, although there were some women rocking a zombie theme pretty hard. Men were generally steampunk-y or pirate-y (ranging from vaguely pirate-y all the way to Hi, Go Back To Your Ship Now), although my favorite guy was wearing a military green utilikilt and ruffled tuxedo shirt...and a Darth Vader helmet. (Pictured with one of the uber-pirates.) Awesome.
although my favorite guy was wearing a military green utilikilt and ruffled tuxedo shirt...and a Darth Vader helmet. (Pictured with one of the uber-pirates.) Awesome.
I'm just going to have to say it -- it's not a Darth Vader helmet, it's a stormtrooper helmet. Albeit one of Darth's personal storm troopers (I think it's the ones who flew the X-Wings with him behind Luke in the attack run on the Death Star. You may remember Darth saying "You two. Come with me" and stalking away with a dramatic cape swirl)
I am slightly embarrassed by my geek and pedantry.