Insent to Lee (and Plei, if she wants it...).
On my seventh birthday, I wanted a toy fire truck, and I didn't get it, and you were real nice about it, and then the house next door burnt down, and then real firetrucks came, and for years I thought you set the fire for me. And if you did, you can tell me!
Xander ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Buffista Fic 2: They Said It Couldn't Be Done.
[NAFDA] Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
Ailleann - Apr 19, 2007 9:59:43 am PDT #437 of 1103
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
DebetEsse - Apr 19, 2007 10:36:25 am PDT #438 of 1103
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Aille, if you need another beta, I can take a look.
Beverly - Apr 19, 2007 10:41:39 am PDT #439 of 1103
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Me too! Profile's good.
(Well, actually, there's a chin or two more than is seemly, and something a bit Hitchcock-esque, full-figure. But my profile email address, however, is fine.)
Ailleann - Apr 19, 2007 10:43:53 am PDT #440 of 1103
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
Oh, how I crave validation. Insent to both of you, you lovely people.
eta: Beverly is fuh-nee, and I'm sure your profile is lovely.
Cass - Apr 24, 2007 1:05:40 pm PDT #441 of 1103
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
SailAweigh - Apr 24, 2007 3:03:26 pm PDT #442 of 1103
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
OMG, that is fucking hilarious!
Ailleann - Apr 26, 2007 8:29:27 am PDT #443 of 1103
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
I took this away, cause I think this is the wrong place?
Ailleann - Apr 26, 2007 8:29:34 am PDT #444 of 1103
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
erikaj - Apr 28, 2007 4:45:16 pm PDT #445 of 1103
Always Anti-fascist!
Office/ Homicide
(funny AU)
MUNCH: I do not believe we are driving out to Scranton because some guy in a warehouse died.
KAY: Well, think of it as doing Brodie a favor then, huh?
MUNCH: I think the career he got with the emmy is quite favor enough, you know.
KAY: Maybe...I didn’t have anything better to do.
MUNCH: Really? Your asceticism wounds me, Sargeant Howard.
KAY: I hope you’re not gonna chew on that dictionary the whole way.(Changing the subject): What do you think Brodie takes pictures of in a paper factory, huh?
MUNCH: It’s not a factory..that schmendrick Scott told me that much. At some length, I might add. They just sell it there, or order it or something. I have to tell you, I kinda tuned out. Have you met with Scranton Homicide yet?
KAY(snorts): Absolutely amateur hour.
MUNCH: Are you sure you want to say that with the camera on?
KAY: Yeah...it’d be sad if I didn’t get work in the middle of nowhere again.
So this vic, Roy, worked in the warehouse. He has a fiancee that he planned to marry for three years.
MUNCH: That doesn’t mean anything.
KAY: Look who I’m telling, huh? Why are you assholes all alike?
MUNCH: I don’t expect to be found dead in the middle of a warehouse for years yet, Kay.
KAY: Glad to hear it, Munchkin.
MUNCH: Dunder- Mifflin. Sounds like a sexual disorder.
KAY: You think everything sounds like a sexual disorder
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MUNCH: You knew when you met me that I was romantic. Speaking of, maybe Roy was getting it on the side.
KAY: Maybe she was, whoever she is. It can be awfully hard to get in the mood if you don’t feel appreciated.
MUNCH: Is that a hint?
KAY: Now, that’s something I don’t wanna talk about with the damn camera on. Sometimes I wish I still scared the crap out of Brodie.
Anne W. - May 15, 2007 3:00:50 am PDT #446 of 1103
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Chiming in to say that I haven't dropped the fic exchange idea. I've just been hella busy. If all goes well, and the light I'm seeing at the end of the tunnel is not a tac nuke, I'll start finalizing details this weekend.