I love my dead gay son!
Mal: There's plenty orders of mine that she didn't obey. Wash: Name one! Mal: She married you!
'War Stories'
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§ ita § - Mar 23, 2005 12:24:12 pm PST #951 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
reequeen - Mar 23, 2005 12:25:33 pm PST #952 of 10002
"It's got to be the hair, Cotton. It's beautiful! Feathered and lethal. You just don't see it nowadays." Pepper Brooks - Dodgeball
I don't want to hurt anybody. I don't enjoy hurting anybody. I don't like guns or bombs or electric chairs, but sometimes people just won't listen and so I have to use persuasion, and slides. My parents, Sharon and Dave. Generous, doting, or were they? All I ever wanted was a Ballerina Barbie in her pretty pink tutu. My birthday, I was 10 and do you know what they got me? Malibu Barbie. That's not what I wanted, that's not who I was. I was a ballerina. Graceful. Delicate. They had to go. My first husband, the heart surgeon. All day long, coronaries, transplants. "Sorry about dinner, Deb, the Pope has a cold." Husband number 2: the senator. He loved his state. He loved his country. Sorry Debbie. No Mercedes this year. We have to set an example." Oh yeah. Set this! My latest husband. My late, late husband Fester, and his adorable family. You took me in. You accepted me. But did any of you love me? I mean, really love me? So I killed. So I maimed. So I destroyed one innocent life after another. Aren't I a human being? Don't I yearn and ache... and shop? Don't I deserve love... and jewelry? Good-bye everybody. Wish me luck.
Aims - Mar 23, 2005 12:38:26 pm PST #953 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
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Gandalfe - Mar 23, 2005 12:45:55 pm PST #954 of 10002
The generation that could change the world is still looking for its car keys.
Cameron has never been in love - at least, nobody's ever been in love with him. If things don't change for him, he's gonna marry the first girl he lays, and she's gonna treat him like shit, because she will have given him what he has built up in his mind as the end-all, be-all of human existence. She won't respect him, 'cause you can't respect somebody who kisses your ass. It just doesn't work
Kalshane - Mar 23, 2005 12:59:47 pm PST #955 of 10002
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why?
Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.
I don't love her, she kicked me in the face! I hate her... Don't I?
Kathy A - Mar 23, 2005 1:00:55 pm PST #956 of 10002
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
Seth, drain the well. There's a neighbor missing.
Aims - Mar 23, 2005 1:02:21 pm PST #957 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I.
Am.
Job.
§ ita § - Mar 23, 2005 1:02:24 pm PST #958 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I saw something nasty in the woodshed!
Matt the Bruins fan - Mar 23, 2005 1:03:27 pm PST #959 of 10002
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
OK, now you're giving me Drusilla flashbacks, and they're making me sad.
Gandalfe - Mar 23, 2005 1:07:46 pm PST #960 of 10002
The generation that could change the world is still looking for its car keys.
Led Zeppelin didn't write tunes that every one liked. They left that to the Bee Gees.