Jasvinder is made of Funk, lime, and dullness.
With a dash of cuddles.





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I'm incorrigible.

The Show:

“Okay, now Spike’s gonna walk up behind Buffy. He’ll touch her inappropriately while telling her she’s bad to the bone, followed by an implication of penetration right there on the catwalk at the Bronze, then they’ll act like sex was not just had.”

Me:

  • Expectation:

STOP IT SPIKE. STOP HIM BUFFY. YOU’RE AT THE BRONZE AND SO IS HALF OF SUNNYDALE.

  • Reality:

DEER GAWD I CAN’T HELP BUT GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP.