Aww. Now I want to hang out with you, poor StuntHusband. And watch people walk by and make fun of the hipsters, on CapHill, or something. And bemoan our single states.
Well, other bands know more than three chords. Your professional bands can play up to six, sometimes seven, completely different chords.
Oz ,'Storyteller'
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.
meara - Jul 10, 2009 10:14:14 am PDT #16158 of 30000
Atropa - Jul 10, 2009 10:15:38 am PDT #16159 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
water ... last July 4
THAT IS THE UNIVERSE PROVING HOW AWESOME I AM.
Goth, and single. Nyah.
I know, but I wish we could find you a charming companion. Other than me, who is only so good for companionship for you.
Zenkitty - Jul 10, 2009 10:18:11 am PDT #16160 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
New York is too big for me; I get agoraphobia
Oh, me too! I would die. My gay ex-boyfriend loves it there; I told him that THAT was the real reason we couldn't stay together! I wasn't entirely lying either. City Boy and Nature Girl.
See, my hastily-concocted plan was that you would appear on the scene in NYC, take your pick of the lovelies who would flock to you, and fly back home with him. ... which is actually better than most of the fictive futures I concoct for my own self.
StuntHusband - Jul 10, 2009 10:19:23 am PDT #16161 of 30000
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark
See, my hastily-concocted plan was that you would appear on the scene in NYC, take your pick of the lovelies who would flock to you, and fly back home with him. ... which is actually better than most of the fictive futures I concoct for my own self.
I CONCUR.
(looks at Jilli)
Well? WELL?
Atropa - Jul 10, 2009 10:23:20 am PDT #16162 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
I CONCUR.
(looks at Jilli)
Well? WELL?
Look, I'll take you to NYC with me next week. You just have to be willing to fit inside my luggage. With the petticoats and corsets. Or are we talking about me taking a tranq gun to likely-looking boys I meet and shipping them back to you?
StuntHusband - Jul 10, 2009 10:29:35 am PDT #16163 of 30000
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark
Or are we talking about me taking a tranq gun to likely-looking boys I meet and shipping them back to you?
This
smonster - Jul 10, 2009 10:43:48 am PDT #16164 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Or are we talking about me taking a tranq gun to likely-looking boys I meet and shipping them back to you?
Jilli, hon, mind doing something similar for me and shipping him(her) down southways? ::smiles winsomely::
As soon as I Rip Off That Bandaid, of course.
amych - Jul 10, 2009 10:57:41 am PDT #16165 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Jilli, send southbound likely suspects to smonster at Calli's house. Either smonster rips the bandaid or Calli caves and unwraps the package first. t /meddlesome
smonster - Jul 10, 2009 11:02:10 am PDT #16166 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Hey, you! No meddling.
...nebbermind, that's fair.
Burrell - Jul 10, 2009 11:07:44 am PDT #16167 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
My memories of dating life seem to mirror Aims with the rotten heartbreak to wild sex ratio. I usually went 2 years or so between dates (which limits the absolute volume of wild sex one has), and dating usually ended in crushing heartbreak and agony for at least one of us. Nope. I was not very good at dating. I was good at being single and I'm good at being married, but I was a loser at dating.