That sucks, Zen. I'm sorry you have to deal with this on your vacation. (Or ever, but on vacation just seems like twisting the knife.)
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
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, Zen! I'm so sorry. Tons of ~ma headed your way.
Shit, Zen. I'm sorry!
I'm glad you have internet access and I hope you are on the mend soon.
Oh Zen, that's horrible news! I'm so sorry.
Please keep us posted, Zen. Even though this is NOT the Iceland story we hoped you'd tell...
Oh hell, Zen, I'm so sorry. Excellent care and swift healing to you.
Oh hell, Zen. I'm so sorry! Please do keep us posted.
So...
Does Zen getting sacrificed to the Icelandic Volcano God help us out at all with this nut-job in the White House?
Asking for a friend.
That Man isn't worth a nail clipping from Zen.