May the terror be behind you soon, Ginger.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
Ginger. Sending virtual hate bombs to fate.
Ginger, that is beyond yucky. I am so sorry.
That's pretty horrible. I'm sure people will step up for you, but we're all hoping it won't be for a long time.
I'm sorry Ginger.
I'm so sorry, Ginger.
This shouldn't be about me. It was just briefly all too much. I'll be okay when I get over my post-meltdown hangover.
Yes, but we are here today, ready to listen a little, ready to imagine raising a glass to the awesomeness that is the tasty brain of Ginger K.
I believe I shall continue checking in. I've missed your pixels.
It was just briefly all too much
Just because it was brief doesn't mean it wasn't gut-rippingly painful.
This shouldn't be about me. It was just briefly all too much. I'll be okay when I get over my post-meltdown hangover.
That's just because you're a stone fucking badass.