By the way, did you notice that this week the beard woman McKay had a date with was nowhere to be seen?

I share your interpretation and would have been upset if she had.

I really do not want to see what happens if TPTB start to seriously ship either of them with someone else

the woman McKay had a date with was nowhere to be seen?

Yes. But that's fine, because she's off having hot hot sex with Cadman, or whatever her name was, who has been lusting after her during their games of All-girl Poker. Cadman being quite the feisty omnisexual wench.

In fact, I'm rather enamoured of the notion that there might have been Strip Poker.

Wow. And maybe Carson got to play, and then ran away, leaving Cadman and whatshername in a state of semi-undress, with the memory of their Gone With The Wind snog hanging in the room. Hmm.

I will not write the fic. I will not write the fic. I will not...ah, who am I kidding?

Here's the final scene, with editorial comments (since the ep ran long, I only saw it because the BF Tivos BSG):

Rodney: Colonel, Colonel - I've been looking all over for you.

John: I heard. (crosses arms, assumes defensive posture of "I won't be fooled again")

Rodney (looks deflated): Well, I guess I deserved that. Look, I just wanted to apologize about what happened [sic]. I was wrong, sorry. And I just wanted you to know that I intend on being right again, about everything, effective immediately. (looks pleased with self)

John (smirks, looks fond, says nothing)

Rodney (after a minute starts to look uncomfortable): That was a joke.

John (sarcastically): Good one! (opens the elevator door and goes inside)

Rodney (desperately chasing after): I apologized to Elizabeth, and Radek, and even Caldwell for caring enough to spy on the experiment from orbit - I sent him a nice little email. (looks self-satisfied) But I saved you til last.

John (says nothing but looks totally vulnerable at this)

Rodney (cont, gets earnest as hell): 'Cause, um, honestly, I would hate to think that recent events might have permanently dimmed your uh, faith in my abilities (pause during which Shep continues to look like "But I can never trust again!"), or your trust. At the very least I would hope that I could earn that back.

John (trying to act like he doesn't care): That may take a while. (makes a disapproving face like "no sex for you young man")

Rodney (looks crushed): I see. (sad music of THEY ARE SO DOING IT plays)

John: But, I'm sure you can do it, if you really, really try. (Presses elevator button and turns around to face Rodney, crosses his arms again.)

Rodney (gives a sad, rueful smile, like "I just destroyed most of a galaxy and the worst part is, my boyfriend's mad at me!")

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Hee! Thank you, arby.

Someone's written strip poker fic. Except it was Ford/Sheppard. They got tapped for some kind of guard duty and omigod!!! Shep was so hoping Liz wouldn't pick Aiden to help him, cuz omigod! Aiden is teh hawt and Shep's jsut going to embarass himself all over Aiden.

So they go off to gaurd something. But it's so boring. What to do? Shep's all caught up in the hottitude of Aiden. And then he (Aiden) recommends poker. STRIP POKER!!!! Shep almost falls out right there, 'cuz he'll get to see Aiden's boyparts. Except, then he's worried that Aiden will see how bad Shep wants him and that wouldn't be wrong! But maybe, just maybe Aiden wants him too.

They play and Shep loses and gets nervous, because, really, he's a 13 yr old girl inside. But then Aiden says that he wants Shep and Shep can't quite believe it because that's Aiden! Who is so perfect and makes John feel young again, and not so old and worn down. But Aiden reassures him and one of them jumps hte other or it's a mutual jumping and it ends right at the sex part (thank god).

You can look up the story. It's called a Dream Defered and uses the line from Langston Hughes to preface the story.

It's called a Dream Defered and uses the line from Langston Hughes to preface the story.

Okay, it wasn't truly funny until you got to this part.

You're welcome! I transcribed it for my post at the_gay_chip so I could talk about HOW INCREDIBLY SLASHY it was.

Also, may I recommend zero point snark for snarky, slashy recaps. Although one of the recappers seems to be under the delusion that there's some ShepWeir going on, otherwise they're keeping up the fine TWOP tradition.

I suck at amusing re tellings. Unfortunatly I'm not a witty person.

No, I mean, it was funny, with the "Hi! I look like a 40 year old man, but am actually 13 inside. I'm painting my toenails pink right now, AIFG!" and all -- very familiar --, but you definitely saved the punchline for last.

Inappropriate quotation/reference of serious artwork, in service to the idiotic brand of fanfic, is more fun than you can shake T. S. Eliot at.

(Quotation of serious artwork in service to the excessive, annoying and overbearing brand of fanfic is just lame, but Langston Hughes and strip poker? Wack genius!)