I'm pretty sure I know what asshooks are but congratulations Bitches for being the first people to make me aware of their existence.
'Safe'
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.
Simple in concept, terrifying in application.
I just wonder who ELSE might have pants on fire...
My pants may be a little heated, but we'll never know until my bedroom gets a little heated.
Running out of storage space in the noggin? Afraid you'll need to start forgetting obscure animal facts in order to learn more stuff?
Wow, that'd be a crappy trade.
I am sooo glad I went back and read the whitefont. Sometimes my imagination is more evil than reality.
Because nobody brought the asshooks?
You've never been to a Diablo Sound meeting.
And now all I can hear is Richard Nixon saying "Ass-sticks. Ass-sticks. ASS. ASS. Sticks."
I blame you.
People, Buffistas have more imagination than just about anyone other than Willy Wonka, and you can't figure what slings are for?This dude hasn't gotten any in YEARS! I can't get past just imagining vanilla lovin'. Wait, does going down count as vanilla?
I realize that I started the whole asshook thing, so this is only what I deserve, but now I have an endless loop in my head of Beavis (or was it Butthead?) doing his Cornholio bit.
I need teepee for my bunghole!
Curse you, wee Teppy.
(yes, it's Beavis. And my workday is shot.)