Carry on, then.
I'm very sorry if she tipped off anyone about your cunningly concealed herd of cows.
Simon ,'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
brenda m - Mar 18, 2005 7:48:05 am PST #7559 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Steph L. - Mar 18, 2005 7:48:08 am PST #7560 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Psst. Susan's mother's name is Kilowog. Pass it on.
Ahahaha! I was betting on Guy Gardner.
Aims - Mar 18, 2005 7:48:37 am PST #7561 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Psst. Susan's mother's name is Kilowog. Pass it on.
t calls Joe at work
Typo Boy - Mar 18, 2005 7:51:16 am PST #7562 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
Tantric sex teacher
ita - you went to a high school that offered classes in Tantric sex? Or was this her hobby?
Susan W. - Mar 18, 2005 7:52:50 am PST #7563 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Nothing to see here....
§ ita § - Mar 18, 2005 7:53:23 am PST #7564 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
you went to a high school that offered classes in Tantric sex?
She's a Tantric teacher now, much like the Telegraph reporter wasn't a reporter in high school.
Gudanov - Mar 18, 2005 7:53:33 am PST #7565 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
The sex ed teacher (the classes was called Human Relationships or something like that) in my high school lived in a missle silo.
Steph L. - Mar 18, 2005 7:55:02 am PST #7566 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
The sex ed teacher (the classes was called Human Relationships or something like that) in my high school lived in a missle silo.
How appropos.
Aims - Mar 18, 2005 7:55:58 am PST #7567 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
The sex ed teacher (the classes was called Human Relationships or something like that) in my high school lived in a missle silo.
How appropos.
Ten bucks says he smoked cigars like a fiend.
ChiKat - Mar 18, 2005 7:57:36 am PST #7568 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
ChiKat, I told them I was bringing someone (and they possibly misunderstood and thought I was bringing two people. Either way, I've got you covered if you want to go together.
That would be great, brenda! Thanks!