Buffy: "I'm in a band. A rock band. With Spike here." Spike: "Yeah, she plays the triangle." Buffy: "Drums." Spike: "Drums, yeah. She's hell on the old skins, you know." Joyce: "And what are you doing?" Spike: "Well, I sing"
Re: Wortspiel
Vögeln sollte man 3 mal Täglich frisches wasser geben
**************************************** Ich Liebe James Marsters. :-)
Spikegirl: Tell me,you love me! Spike: I love you! Spikegirl: Tell me,you want me! Spike: I always want you!
Ja das ist mein Spike :D!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I feel my wings have broken in your hands I feel the words unspoken inside and they pull you under... and I would give you anything you want,but no. Youn were all wanted and all my dreams are falling down... Crawlin' around,and around... Crawlin' around,and around...
Somebody save me! Let your warm hands break right through Somebody save me! I don't care how you do it just stay! Stay c'mon,I've been waiting for you.
Buffy: "I'm in a band. A rock band. With Spike here." Spike: "Yeah, she plays the triangle." Buffy: "Drums." Spike: "Drums, yeah. She's hell on the old skins, you know." Joyce: "And what are you doing?" Spike: "Well, I sing"
Re: Wortspiel
James ist einfach nur ein Traum von mann
**************************************** Ich Liebe James Marsters. :-)
Spikegirl: Tell me,you love me! Spike: I love you! Spikegirl: Tell me,you want me! Spike: I always want you!
Ja das ist mein Spike :D!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I feel my wings have broken in your hands I feel the words unspoken inside and they pull you under... and I would give you anything you want,but no. Youn were all wanted and all my dreams are falling down... Crawlin' around,and around... Crawlin' around,and around...
Somebody save me! Let your warm hands break right through Somebody save me! I don't care how you do it just stay! Stay c'mon,I've been waiting for you.
Buffy: "I'm in a band. A rock band. With Spike here." Spike: "Yeah, she plays the triangle." Buffy: "Drums." Spike: "Drums, yeah. She's hell on the old skins, you know." Joyce: "And what are you doing?" Spike: "Well, I sing"