thanks everyone
And I myself will be wearing pink taffeta as chenille would not go with my complexion.
Giles ,'Touched'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Burrell - May 20, 2009 9:10:54 am PDT #10379 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
§ ita § - May 20, 2009 9:13:22 am PDT #10380 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Vibing for you, Burrell.
Cashmere - May 20, 2009 9:13:39 am PDT #10381 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
no-cancer~ma, Burrell.
amych - May 20, 2009 9:15:11 am PDT #10382 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
All the ~ma in the world, Burrell.
Shir - May 20, 2009 9:15:50 am PDT #10383 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
~ma for Burrell, and super-uber-yay for Jilli, and... I can't remember what else I wanted to meara about now. Humm.
Thanks for yelling at my hormones, Laura. I think it helped.
DavidS - May 20, 2009 9:25:04 am PDT #10384 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Keeping my fingers crossed for you, Burrell. Lots of health-ma.
Exciting news, megan! That would be sooooo cool.
Barb - May 20, 2009 9:25:43 am PDT #10385 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
~ma for Burrell.
Frankenbuddha - May 20, 2009 9:28:27 am PDT #10386 of 30000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Transferring my vibing from Jilli to Burrell {{{{{{{{{{
Laura - May 20, 2009 9:31:09 am PDT #10387 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Lotsa ~ma headed your way, Burrell.
WindSparrow - May 20, 2009 9:39:27 am PDT #10388 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Much no-cancer~ma for you, Burrell.
I'm way too gronkified to get up and go run errands. But I have to. There is too much construction nearby to sleep any longer.