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[fanfic] SoG: Neutering
Feb. 23rd, 2005 01:44 pmCURSE YOU PO'E!!! May bananas blind your eyes! May plunnies multiply in your socks!!! May lovesick off-key crooners haunt your ears!!!
... I'd threaten bodily harm, but you're preggers and we can't do that...
A local shop that I had a gift certificate for had 'From Eroica With Love' at 75% off.
That series is extreeeeeeeeeeemely shojou. I loathe shojou. Seriously, a girl named SUGAR PLUM?!?! The ART STYLE?! The whole first scene with Erotica and Caesar with the fainting and the swooning and the crying? Green bottles? Tanks?
Ye gawds, I couldn't stop snickering. Ended up reading parts of it out loud to MOrgan over the phone in between laughing bouts.
You are truly an evil evil onna.
So here's a plunnie back at ya, ya prat. And I swear, if the fainting and the swooning and the crying make it in, we bloody well know who's fault it is, huh?
Prolly not work-safe, those without dirty minds, go away.
( SoG: Neutering )
Odd bus story:
Was taking 'From Eroica with Love' over to MOrgan's house and ended up stuck waiting for the bus over half an hour with a couple of pretty cool pot-smoking hippies. (they were very nice and asked if it was okay for them to smoke before doing so.) But over the course of talking with them (B.S. degrees, mexican disco, lighting one's self on fire in January), they wanted to see the book.
Were very nostalgic over the artstyle and clothes, even when I pointed out that the weeping person between the two hugging men was a guy.
^^;;
Bus stops are cool. Yesterday a lady said with my hat, I should be called 'Marmalade'. #^^#
(watching Van Hellsing animated movie)
Van Hellsing: Hold on!
Carl: To what? Aaahhhhhhhh!!!
Icka: I think he's crotching him...
Sean: -That- is NOT a handle...
... I'd threaten bodily harm, but you're preggers and we can't do that...
A local shop that I had a gift certificate for had 'From Eroica With Love' at 75% off.
That series is extreeeeeeeeeeemely shojou. I loathe shojou. Seriously, a girl named SUGAR PLUM?!?! The ART STYLE?! The whole first scene with Erotica and Caesar with the fainting and the swooning and the crying? Green bottles? Tanks?
Ye gawds, I couldn't stop snickering. Ended up reading parts of it out loud to MOrgan over the phone in between laughing bouts.
You are truly an evil evil onna.
So here's a plunnie back at ya, ya prat. And I swear, if the fainting and the swooning and the crying make it in, we bloody well know who's fault it is, huh?
Prolly not work-safe, those without dirty minds, go away.
( SoG: Neutering )Odd bus story:
Was taking 'From Eroica with Love' over to MOrgan's house and ended up stuck waiting for the bus over half an hour with a couple of pretty cool pot-smoking hippies. (they were very nice and asked if it was okay for them to smoke before doing so.) But over the course of talking with them (B.S. degrees, mexican disco, lighting one's self on fire in January), they wanted to see the book.
Were very nostalgic over the artstyle and clothes, even when I pointed out that the weeping person between the two hugging men was a guy.
^^;;
Bus stops are cool. Yesterday a lady said with my hat, I should be called 'Marmalade'. #^^#
(watching Van Hellsing animated movie)
Van Hellsing: Hold on!
Carl: To what? Aaahhhhhhhh!!!
Icka: I think he's crotching him...
Sean: -That- is NOT a handle...
