Jayne: 'Cause I don't know these folks. Don't much care to. Mal: They're whores. Jayne: I'm in.

'Heart Of Gold'


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.


askye - Jun 01, 2013 8:14:26 pm PDT #642 of 30002
Thrive to spite them

I find myself buckling up at the end of the block. Which is a very short block, but oddly when I'm a passenger I buckle up right away.

Will and I saw Fast and Furious 6 today which was fun. It would have been more fun if a bunch of boys (2 of whom didn't look 13) hadn't 1) come in late, 2) stepped on my toes while getting into the seats and 3) had a cell phone on and sharing it back and forth and flashing it where it would catch my eye. The two kids were about 5 seats away from me but I did finally lean over and tell them to turn it off. Rather meanly.

THey did for while and then turned it back on. If you aren't going to watch the movie don't watch it! I wish I had found a manager.

Will laughed though because as soon as the credits rolled they jumped up and exited the other side of the aisle, and down - it would have been closer to walk by us to get to the exit (only 1 exit in the theater).

Then we had dinner and our waitress was a geek. She loved the new Star Trek movie, but has never seen any of the series so we told her to watch them, especially DS9 and she's a fan of Stargate and had seen SErenity but not Firefly.

She doesn't like it when people die so I didn't suggest Farscape or Buffy. But she seemed really exited and said she liked when she had geeky customers.


Laura - Jun 02, 2013 3:44:37 am PDT #643 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

I like the quiet so I always buckle up before I turn the key. Don't want to hear the seat belt warning chime.


Steph L. - Jun 02, 2013 8:13:33 am PDT #644 of 30002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

I have zero sense of perspective right now, because I want to thwack my Dad in the back of the head because he's insisting that he needs to know what Tim is wearing in the wedding so that he (Dad) can wear the same thing. I was appalled, and said that we aren't having a wedding party ON PURPOSE, so he doesn't need to match, and frankly, that's going to look a little creepy. To which he said, "I want to look like I'm in the wedding party." I think at that point I was actually yelling "WE DON'T HAVE A WEDDING PARTY WE DON'T WANT PEOPLE TO MATCH!" And he said, "I'm wearing what I want anyway."

Part of my brain gets it, he wants to feel included, this is a big day for him too. And a black suit is so common as to be unremarkable. But this is where the absolute lack of perspective comes in, because I still want to whack him him the back of the head.

I know. It's stupid and petty and small and doesn't even qualify as a problem. Everything else is shitty, though, so if I can stress about my dad's need to be my husband's twin, then I won't lose it about every other thing going to complete shit.

At least my mother has the sense to not wear a blue dress.


le nubian - Jun 02, 2013 8:31:54 am PDT #645 of 30002
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

Can you ask if your dad can wear something complementary but not the same so it will look cohesive to him?


Steph L. - Jun 02, 2013 8:40:17 am PDT #646 of 30002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Well, a black suit is a black suit. Seriously, I know they're commonplace and unremarkable, and if Dad had just showed up in a black suit in September without telling me he wanted to match Tim, I wouldn't have even noticed. In the big scheme of things, it shouldn't even be a blip on the radar. Hell, he could be trying to wear paint-stained overalls and a Hank Williams t-shirt, you know? And here I am bitching that he wants to wear a suit. A SUIT, to a WEDDING? The horror!

Yeah, I get that I'm being irrational. He's just picked a bad time to be overtly weird and get all up in my shit about it.

(For the record -- wearing a suit to your daughter's wedding: lovely. Wearing a suit to your daughter's wedding because you specifically want to match your future son-in-law and look like you're a part of a nonexistant wedding party: CREEPY AND WEIRD.)


Steph L. - Jun 02, 2013 9:03:42 am PDT #647 of 30002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Ahahaha. I called my brother to vent ("Yeah, Dad is kind of creepy"), and he suggested that I tell Dad that Tim is wearing a red crushed-velvet tuxedo.

I love my bro.


beth b - Jun 02, 2013 9:07:16 am PDT #648 of 30002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

your brother beat me to it - but was oing to say powder blue tuxedo


DavidS - Jun 02, 2013 9:11:11 am PDT #649 of 30002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Tim is wearing a red crushed-velvet tuxedo.

And a sombrero!

That's the look for the wedding party.


Dana - Jun 02, 2013 9:12:06 am PDT #650 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

And full face makeup a la KISS. You can choose your own band member. You don't want the wedding party to look *exactly* the same, do you?


Steph L. - Jun 02, 2013 9:16:08 am PDT #651 of 30002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

You don't want the wedding party to look *exactly* the same, do you?

I think if I want to go with a theme, but with variations, maybe luchadore masks is the way to go. It would go with Tim's sombrero.