Goodnight, Bitch Queen. A flight of biker-cat angels wing thee to thy rest.
Xander ,'End of Days'
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.
Oh, honey, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
It's a hard time of year for the frail. Peace on your house.
If anyone needs a happy sniffle yet has not yet seen the Amazon Prime Priest & Imam commercial, allow me to present: [link]
Oh smonster. I just want to give you a big hug. It's always so hard to see them go.
Oh man, Laura and Smonster, what horrendous and terribly sad days. I am so sad to hear. Much love to both of you (and Brendan).
Oh smonster, I'm so sorry!! Xusha, you will be missed.
I'm so sorry smonster.
Oh smonster, I am so sorry. Lingering loving hugs, with extra hair pats because really who could resist.