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Originally posted by Daniel Butler:
Every time I look at this, I think, their expressions are pretty appropriate to Buffy lifting her shirt and exposing herself. Except Giles.

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Originally posted by Nim:
For fuck's sake, going into 20x more detail doesn't equate a 20x funnier joke. Develop some goddamn tact.

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Can't help but laugh and laugh and laugh.

True story! 8 years ago i broke my leg on the Saipan. during my month of convolesence after gettng out of Portsmith Naval Hospital, my friend (Blank, since she will KILL me) took me t the mall. the goal? Foot-in-mouth, otherwise known as double dare. i was supposed to get my ear pierced finally. t'was cool. anyway...

we get there and she makes me get a wheel chair vice my crutchs. No biggie, i bitch, i lose (Never deny the Blank, who will KILL me). So we fuck around, act stupid and it's time to leave and turn in the wheel chair. no issues, you say?

well she had give up her ID for the chair. she got in line, got A ID from the lady and stepped out of line to me. (Blank, who will KILL me simply because of my inability for incorragablity) took note of this and said 'Oh poop. got the wrong ID...' i ask for it, to look, curious (innocently at first, honestly)...

i look at it and think 'wow, this AINT her' and grin as evil manifests suddenly. there's no line at this point so we're both walking back to the counter and as (BLANK, who i love and addor, normally) gives the wrong ID and asks for her proper ID...

i innocently blurt out LOUD 'HEY (blank), That guy tit's are bigger than yours...'


Now, (Blank, beloved blank) is immune to all sorts of DR. kids, sisters, her mother-from-hell-and-shaker heights, the dad, her future husband, fellow common friends, even my bro. Nothing fases the (blank). you could play a sound track of nudest gophers fucking a train of geese and she would not blink a bit. she is steel, hard core, MOTHER FUCKIN' STONE, BEOTCH...

and as i'm leaving at best speed (hey, crutchs = 1/2 movement rate, after all), (Blank, dearest blank) CAN'T EVEN FUCKING BREATH.


i did get my ass handed to me by the time i reached the car...

*snickers* Tact. I actually have ranks in that, just only rarely use it.. but thank you!

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*shrug* Ready, shoot, aim.