The very first thing Rags said to me, with arms open wide: "deeeeeee-mon daughter!!!!!!!!"
Ben, noticing that dee-mon and Rags are wearing the same bedroom slipper moccs for footwear: "Look down!"
Rags: "We really ARE related!"
Vala to Donnie, who was playing his guitar: "I want the pick!"
Donnie, before placing it between his teeth: "Come and get it!"
Rags to dee-mon after a difference of opinion: "You are NOT my daughter."
Then a drunken dee-mon accidentally lets one rip...
Devon: "What the hell was THAT?!"
Rags: "Yep, you're my daughter."
Kar dancing better than the dee-mon... and Rags covering his eyes, trying not to look at his daughter drunkenly shaking her booty...
dee-mon standing in a shower, glasses off, filling water balloons... and then, glasses still off and functionally blind, dee-mon approaches Devon and asks, conversationally, "Do you still have a book in your hand?" Devon replies, "Huh? No..." and dee-mon NAILS him with a water balloon -- and gets two swats and a brief hand-to-hand tug-of-war while Devon tries to administer more swats...and then he gives up, 'cause the dee-mon, braced low, won the tug...
dee-mon suddenly gets the hang of a self-bondage rope-tying demo under Buddha's proud eye and Ben... suddenly needs to leave the room for a cigarette... We do think that was FEAR in his eyes... Hehehehehe...
Devon approaches with a water balloon, all set to exact vengeance on the dee-mon, who is on her LAST change of clothes and must sleep in them... The dee-mon growls, "You do, and I'll KICK YER ASS!" The balloon is not tossed... and Rags looks up wih eyebrows raised, knowing the dee-mon is TRULY his daughter, if ever there had been doubt...
Those long talks with kelsey, my roomie...
The way Vala's nose crinkles impishly when she smiles...
The way the whole world lights up when woobie smiles...
The way you just KNOW a dirty thought is going through ameeshia's mind when SHE smiles...
The way Buddha's serene smile makes his mustache spread...
The way the dee-mon discovered she really is fit for a collar and LOVES the smell of leather, the way hubby's eyes lit up, seeing the dee-mon that way, and the looks on the faces of all those who discovered the beautiful, sensual feel of rope...
And all those hugs I got before heading out, including this BIIIIIG one when Buddha leaned back and lifted me straight off my feet, and the way Rags enveloped me in those huge arms of his...
I'm sure I'll think of other things, but I wanted to share these moments now...