? Um, no. By no means at all.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Only if there's some alternate universe version of you.
Thanks, because I just listened to a long rant message left by she who will not be named in which I was called that and much worse.
What warm, loving thoughts on Mother's Day.
sj,
Jesus sj. You need a can of Raid to get rid of whoever called you that.
Do I need to come up there and yell at somebody?
Yes, please. I can't decide whether to laugh or cry. Mostly laughing though.
Say WHAT? sj, that's ridonk. WTF?
I actually know it's a typo but a hold-digging manipulative bitch seems like someone who would try to starve a city out so they'd kneel to them. So I like it.
Cass, What rotten timing for horse play. I'm glad your sister is accepting the consequences of not teaching her son a little more consistently.
Yeah, bad timing and all of the rest. I was shocked when she said she'd take care of repair. Even if she doesn't, it's a huge step. And probably she actually will.
Dad's eulogy looks pretty good too. My brother is giving it and I think it's going to be really lovely by Saturday. Then I'll be a mess.
In today's Let This Be a Lesson to You Moment:
when copying Avengers fic to your flash drive, be *absolutely* sure you've cleared it from your clipboard before copying and pasting into a chat with a tech support customer! And learn not to hit Enter so damned fast! Don't let this happen to you!
God, this is going to look bad if it gets reviewed. Thank God there wasn't porn or I'd probably be out of a job.