I spent $6 and didn't even have any alcohol.
Not sure how much Hubs spent, but it was more than $20.
Slay-er? Chosen One. She who hangs out a lot in cemeteries? You're kidding. Ask around. Look it up: Slayer comma The.
Buffy ,'Showtime'
F2F 2: Is there anybody here that hasn't slept together?
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: New Orleans! May 20-22, 2005!
Fred Pete - Jun 03, 2004 11:33:08 am PDT #4931 of 9999
Ann, that's a ferret.
Vortex - Jun 03, 2004 11:34:21 am PDT #4932 of 9999
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Har! For the F2Fers
Cicada rage from Craig's List:
To the little fucker who dive bombed me on my way to lunch. You retarded, blind, little shit. You flew into the back of my ear while I was crossing the street! People laughed and pointed while I had, what looked like, an epileptic seizure. Bitch.
To the sneaky bastard who tried to smuggle himself into my office after lunch. My boss spotted you on my shoulder. I looked like a fucking sailor with his bug-parrot. I hope you liked the smack down I gave you.
To the beltway hitchhiker(s). For stupid bugs, you guys sure have good aim. Who would've thunk that two little shits like you could fly INTO a moving car! The first one landed on my passenger seat near Georgia Ave. You are more retarded than most of your friends (which is impressive). All you could do was fall over yourself and get stuck in the seams of my car seats. I didn't even have to fuck with you. Your friend though.... oh that muthafucka.... He flew into my driver's side window and smacked me in the throat! At 60mph!! That shit hurt. I almost rear-ended the Saturn in front of me because of you! But I had the last laugh... After you kamikazied my throat, your dumb ass got scared and flew to that back of my car, right at the base of the rear windshield. As soon as I saw your ass camped on my speakers, I cranked up the stereo. I hope you enjoyed 110dB of Dandy Warhols from half an inch away!!!
Tom Scola - Jun 03, 2004 11:35:10 am PDT #4933 of 9999
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Dude, I got drunk enough to dance.
Steph L. - Jun 03, 2004 11:35:17 am PDT #4934 of 9999
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I'm sure I spent at least $20.
Fred Pete - Jun 03, 2004 11:36:13 am PDT #4935 of 9999
Ann, that's a ferret.
A couple days ago during my lunch walk, a cicada ended up on the back of my hand. S/He hitchhiked for several blocks, crawled up my arm, then flew away as we reached the American Indian museum.
I named him/her Howard.
Steph L. - Jun 03, 2004 11:36:38 am PDT #4936 of 9999
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Dude, I got drunk enough to dance.
With meeeeeeee!
askye - Jun 03, 2004 11:39:11 am PDT #4937 of 9999
Thrive to spite them
And I'm jealous of Teppy.
askye - Jun 03, 2004 11:40:17 am PDT #4938 of 9999
Thrive to spite them
I'm fairly sure I spent at least $36 on drinks.
Trudy Booth - Jun 03, 2004 11:40:25 am PDT #4939 of 9999
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
I know Hil had five drinks.
She did the math the next day.
askye - Jun 03, 2004 11:41:50 am PDT #4940 of 9999
Thrive to spite them
I can't remember how many drinks I bought. I misplaced at least one, and then...well I got really drunk.