I hope the hero nicknames her CinnaBons.
I went to college with a Cinnamon, a Velvet and a Michelin. And to high school with a Precious Love.
Simon ,'Safe'
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I hope the hero nicknames her CinnaBons.
I went to college with a Cinnamon, a Velvet and a Michelin. And to high school with a Precious Love.
I went to college with a Cinnamon, a Velvet and a Michelin. And to high school with a Precious Love.
Oh, dear lord.
I was just thinking, the other day in K-Mart, that if I hear one more woman calling her daughter "Destiny," I will buy a crossbow. And get Deb to teach me to use it.
Just crank the bow, and aim a little higher than you want to hit. (An Uzi works in much the same way, cept the uzi jumps around a lot more, and you aim LOWER than what you want to hit.)
Don't front that my wife's shit ain't tight, bitches. Although that ire isn't all for you...I don't want to be writing twentysomething crips living on peanut butter when I'm ninety, either. Cinnamon should be a man living as a woman, but she's probably not, right?
Cinnamon should be a man living as a woman, but she's probably not, right?
Nope. Apparently she is the half-Druid sister of another half-Druid (named Isabella, which is one big WTF?!) who has "mated with" a Demon (capital D), and is now a Fledgling learning her Druidic powers.
::cries::
Oh, look. Fanfic. Without the fan part.
Like, time-specific Druids? Or modern-day druids? Because there weren't a lot of Cinnamon's and Isabella's running about in pre-Roman Britain.
Apparently she is the half-Druid sister of another half-Druid (named Isabella, which is one big WTF?!) who has "mated with" a Demon (capital D), and is now a Fledgling learning her Druidic powers.
That makes the baby Jesus, baby Gaia, baby Buddha, baby Devi, and baby Mohammed cry.
OMG, people get published off ff.net now?! Fuck *me*. Although there's one jerk that keeps trying to faux- Chopra Breath&Shadow with of all things, a tiresome essay about the hippocampus. Hated it this year, hated it last year, maybe the only thing in my life that feels like forevah is hating this one piece.
Baby Zeus, OTOH, kinda turned on.