When you guys aren't here, I do stupid things like put perfume with added pheromones in my shopping cart.(Although I didn't buy them yet, so could be worse, right?) Sometimes I think nothing could make my chemistry pop like leaving this town, which isn't really a choice that I have. Sigh. (Great. More family time and homilies about gratitude...if someone could break my kneecap, I could Live Thanksgiving All Year Long. Which some sweet sentimental person might wish, if they have a great day Thursday, but they should be careful what they wish for. It's not that great.) Ah, well, the thread's not supposed to be *about* bitching.
Book: Yes, I'd forgotten you're moonlighting as a criminal mastermind now. Got your next heist planned? Simon: No. But I'm thinking about growing a big black mustache. I'm a traditionalist.
'War Stories'
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.
erikaj - Nov 23, 2024 5:06:57 pm PST #8185 of 8185
Always Anti-fascist!