Nice acronym, Mom!

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!


Liese S. - Aug 11, 2004 12:10:30 pm PDT #7247 of 9999
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Yay, Nilly!


Lee - Aug 11, 2004 12:23:28 pm PDT #7248 of 9999
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Let me know if my address is needed, JZ.


JZ - Aug 11, 2004 12:43:29 pm PDT #7249 of 9999
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Yes'm, please.


Matt the Bruins fan - Aug 11, 2004 12:50:29 pm PDT #7250 of 9999
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

Wheee! So much vicarious fun.

I don't recall seeing if the Sommervillians mentioned the USS Constitution or the less-historical-but-still-neat New England Aquarium closeby. Just more options for excursion settings.


Astarte - Aug 11, 2004 12:57:54 pm PDT #7251 of 9999
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.

There's swouncing in Texas.

IJS.


Lee - Aug 11, 2004 1:04:57 pm PDT #7252 of 9999
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

JZ, insent.


Daisy Jane - Aug 11, 2004 1:06:43 pm PDT #7253 of 9999
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

There's swouncing in Texas.

Up in this part of it too.


SuziQ - Aug 11, 2004 1:13:34 pm PDT #7254 of 9999
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Deb insent


deborah grabien - Aug 11, 2004 1:38:10 pm PDT #7255 of 9999
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

lexine, I just sent you an answer to an earlier question.

I have had cookma. In looking for a dedicated 8-quart stockpot in which to make kosher bean soup that everyone will be able to pig out on, I stopped at the local Ross and found a nice stainless steel one, with no price. I asked the nice saleslady, explained why I needed it, and she promptly rang it up for me with an imaginery price of:

Five bucks.

Doooood.


Beverly - Aug 11, 2004 1:51:29 pm PDT #7256 of 9999
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Dooood, indeed. Taking the nice lady a serving of soup, yes?