Right, what's a little sweater sniffing between sworn enemies?

Riley ,'Sleeper'


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.


DavidS - Jul 16, 2009 8:26:59 pm PDT #16948 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

But on Deadwood, that pig only ate people who were already dead, right?

Mostly dead I reckon.


Burrell - Jul 16, 2009 8:31:01 pm PDT #16949 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

I hate to tell y'all what the pigs ate in China. Some of the pigs anyway.


DCJensen - Jul 16, 2009 8:38:10 pm PDT #16950 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.

But on Deadwood, that pig only ate people who were already dead, right?

Mostly dead I reckon.

But would they refrain for true love?


P.M. Marc - Jul 16, 2009 8:51:28 pm PDT #16951 of 30000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Sindarin is better than a bass?

Better than a bass player, at any rate.

I dunno. I mean, it's not like I ever dated a musician. I'm taking Jilli's word on that. I dated tech geeks. Occasionally theatre people and married women. But mostly tech geeks.

I've been trying to teach her the notion of binary.

Sindarin is probably superior to that.


Cass - Jul 16, 2009 8:53:41 pm PDT #16952 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I've been trying to teach her the notion of binary.

That is so judgmental!

...

How's it going?


P.M. Marc - Jul 16, 2009 8:59:03 pm PDT #16953 of 30000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

How's it going?

She drew a bunch of ones and zeroes and then got bored and asked for a story.

Okay, so maybe I shouldn't have started with a rambling explanation of bases and place values and charts and shit...


Cass - Jul 16, 2009 9:07:38 pm PDT #16954 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Those ones and zeros might be the beginning of the best story ever. You. don't. know. Actually you control the access to the Pit of Voles, so I guess you do know.

Okay, so maybe I shouldn't have started with a rambling explanation of bases and place values and charts and shit...

Ah, the problem with geek parents. Getting the base knowledge into the wee brains...


P.M. Marc - Jul 16, 2009 9:31:31 pm PDT #16955 of 30000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Ah, the problem with geek parents. Getting the base knowledge into the wee brains...

Dude, she's the one who peppers us with math problems! I'm just trying to help!

Actually you control the access to the Pit of Voles, so I guess you do know.

Remind me to email you a rant about the Pit I had this morning before I distracted myself with the mental image of certain characters going undercover and looking like they're being all intimate in public while one of them is actually whispering intel into the other's ear in between making out for show.

...

"Going undercover as lovers" remains my favorite trope outside of rentboys and sex pollen.

I'm sadly predictable.


Cass - Jul 16, 2009 9:38:25 pm PDT #16956 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Eh, I've got "accidentally dating" so I am not one for trope judgmentalism.

Dude, she's the one who peppers us with math problems! I'm just trying to help!

Ticky can break out the crayons when I see her next and we can play Math. I love that game.


omnis_audis - Jul 16, 2009 9:48:04 pm PDT #16957 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Am home from date. I screwed up royally. She gave directions for the best part to park. I heard south side of mall. Apparently she said south end of parking structure. I ended up on the other side of mall. Which meant, at the end of the movie, we were talking in the empty mall for 30 min. Then we had to go our seprate ways. As she rode up the escalator, and I walked away, I stole a glance back, and she was turned around riding up backwards, watching me egris. All in all, went well.