With a taste for chocolate.
'The Message'
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.
Remember: The children are our future. Granted, it may be a dismal and dark future under the cruelly oppressive thumb of an evil despot...but at least this despot is a cutie-pie.
Maybe we should keep Em and Clovis away from each other.
well, that's more than we can say for the last despot we had.
And she's smart ... again, an improvement.
MM, maybe you should have lil Em there working on the transporter. It will make the F2F so much easier!
MM, maybe you should have lil Em there working on the transporter. It will make the F2F so much easier!
She's 4 1/2, omnis! She doesn't know how to recalibrate an oscillation overthruster, or program Heisenberg compensators! She thinks plutonium is a pretty glowing rock that she can put in a princess tiara!
Plus, Gymboree doesn't make radiation suits in her size. No matter how many sternly worded letters I've written to them.
OMG, Emeline kills me! Liv doesn't even try the schemes--she just yells at me "CHOCOLATE NOW PLEASE!"
It's the please that gets me.
Needless to say, when they can reach the cabinet over the fridge, I'm right fucked. I'll need to find a new place for the chocolate and tequila.
She thinks plutonium is a pretty glowing rock that she can put in a princess tiara!
How else do you smuggle it out of places?
She's 4 1/2, omnis! She doesn't know how to recalibrate an oscillation overthruster, or program Heisenberg compensators!
YET.
I want a pretty number