Thing about stallions in battle? INSANE idea. All someone needs to do to send the stallions bananas is dab a rag across the rear quarters of a horny mare, and the stallion? Not controllable.
Never goes smooth. How come it never goes smooth?
Mal ,'Safe'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
deborah grabien - May 09, 2005 12:25:11 pm PDT #1960 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
erikaj - May 09, 2005 12:26:10 pm PDT #1961 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
"He's a complicated man. No one understands him but his woman." Susan, I'm not sure if that's why you called him Shaft, but in my head it is.
Susan W. - May 09, 2005 12:29:32 pm PDT #1962 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
The Shaft thing is a running joke with DH--he wanted me to have a character named Rod Shaft, and since I write Regencies, it had to become Rodney Shaftington, Duke of Ravensomething.
deborah grabien - May 09, 2005 12:31:14 pm PDT #1963 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
The Right Honourable Roderick Shaftleigh-Greatgirth.
Susan W. - May 09, 2005 12:32:33 pm PDT #1964 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
t laughs helplessly
deborah grabien - May 09, 2005 12:34:01 pm PDT #1965 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
And his noble war steed, Levitra.
Aims - May 09, 2005 12:34:05 pm PDT #1966 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Mary Who?
I Ellsbeth sat in my her bedroom, combing my her waist length blonde hair. My Her evil stepmother had locked me her up again. The crime? Only getting an A minus on my her calculus exam. What did she expect?? It wasn’t enough that I Ellspeth was Homecoming Queen, Princess of the Forrest, Captain of the Cheerleading squad AND voted Most Popular, Prettiest Smile and Funniest Girl every year since I she was 4. What to wear to the ball? The periwinkle silk that brings out my her cornflower eyes or the rose that brings out the slight smattering of freckles on my her perfect nose? I Ellsbeth sighed the sigh of a girl tormented by my her own beauty.
Astarte - May 09, 2005 12:36:54 pm PDT #1967 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
doubling over with laughter
Y'all are fun-knee!
SailAweigh - May 09, 2005 12:52:06 pm PDT #1968 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Well, there's no way I can compete with the bad porn, for it is truly bad. I laughed until I cried, bad.
Twu Wuv
I know she loves me; it’s obvious. Look at the way she was so impressed with my ability to catch popcorn in my mouth at the movie theater today, half the bucket at once, a feat never before attempted by one man alone, much less in the middle of the latest Star Wars installment. For a moment, I thought half the row behind me was going to break into applause when I heard their amazed shouts of “Would you look at what he’s doing now?” She has to be dying for me, I saw that longing gaze she sent me.
deborah grabien - May 09, 2005 1:00:24 pm PDT #1969 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Aimee is skinning me alive, I'm laughing so hard. I wouldn't even attempt a romance-themed baddie; I can do the porn, but not the bodice-y stuff.
And awwwwwwww, Sail: Geek Bad!