Tootie (nom de plume!) is the friend through whom I am vicariously living, you know, with the Buffy-watching. If you'll allow me to get all SAT on your asses, then:
Karo:Spike::Tootie:Giles
and Tootie, that little hussy, had herself a Giles dream the other night. In celebration of her naughty little subconscious, I offer up to you, interweb, my rendition of Tootie and Giles' True Luv.
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Tuesday, August 01, 2006
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Atonement (****)
The Orphanage (***)
Death at a Funeral (***)
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Why did you add an earring to my Giles's ear? His ear was decidedly unpierced when we frolicked on the Hawaiian shore together. Man was it cold. That is why he is wearing a leather jacket.
Posted by: tootie | Tuesday, August 01, 2006 at 10:26 PM
I do love me some Giles, mmmmmmmm. What is it about a British dude in tweed? Ganya or death!
Posted by: | Wednesday, August 02, 2006 at 09:19 AM
Uh, that was me up there with the Ganya.
Posted by: Twink | Wednesday, August 02, 2006 at 09:20 AM