Go with the tap-dancing unicorns.
Unicorns don't tap-dance, foolish one.
They cha-cha.
'Dirty Girls'
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Go with the tap-dancing unicorns.
Unicorns don't tap-dance, foolish one.
They cha-cha.
For the food and emotions challenge:
The Meal Life Cycle
The Meal Life Cycle
Day 1.”Yay, chicken. I love chicken. Why don’t we have this more? I’ve missed it.”
Day 2.” I took it for lunch and it was even better the second day.”
Day 3. “Guests...well we can give them leftover chicken...”
Day 4. “I was really hoping for take-out tonight.”
Day 7 “What was this in the covered dish? It kind of looks like chicken. Maybe the dog will eat it.”
Day 20: Nah...don’t want that again. Too heavy. Why not just bake a chicken?”
Unicorns don't tap-dance, foolish one.
They cha-cha.
You've been away from the Midwest for a long time, grasshopper. You missed the memo.
Unicorns don't tap-dance, foolish one.
I saw an Indianapolis police horse do the achy-breaky once.
Can you get cashmere wet without ruining it? Just damp, not soaking. If you do, what happens to it?
Can you get cashmere wet without ruining it?
You do realise how long it took me to work out you're (probably) talking clothing here, right?
Can you get cashmere wet without ruining it?
...too...many...jokes...can't...breathe...
Oh, right... and I wasn't talking about our Cashmere, who, with two kids probably does fine at scoring at home. No, for once was thinking coats getting wet, not Buffistas. (slaps forehead) d'oh.
Wow. Five essays done and off to my betas. I didn't think I had it in me.
I knew you did. It just took something to click for you that you really wanted to write about and that flowed right.