Someone tell these guys about My Little Pony porn, willya?

Was it here that someone posted the really weird fanart of the Backstreet Boys as My Little Ponies?

Oh, that reminds me. Last week the local alternative free press paper had a cover story about a furries convention. I suspect the interviewees would be less than thrilled to see the setting of the cover photo as a bank of urinals in a men's room with people in costume making use of the facilities and looking at one another.

Is there any sort of writer's guide for Harry Potter around? The fic bunnies are nibbling, and I don't want to have to go through all the books again to make sure I've got hair colors right and who's got what classes and what the main features of the various spells are.

Yeah, there's a huge one. Let me find it...

The Harry Potter Lexicon. [link]

On a good day, Michael Samuelle was a control freak, so on this awful day Michael had his emotions as well as his women on a very short leash. Let’s say that Michael was in machine-mode with his mask in place and his rod stuck way-up his ass as he lead the girls through a marsh of impassive emotions. The robot-like man took the conversation from an inquisition to the more tolerable prosecution of a kangaroo court – by the way the ass was FINE.

So...the rod up the ass is voluntary?

Realizing that although the result of his experiment made him feel better, Nikita and Elena continued being combative and hostile towards each other, so his nice ass was in a vice. Poor Michael, surrounded by women who pulled him every which way without considering his feelings – just his ass.

I'm sensing a bit of an obsession here.

Elena’s next questions were direct and personal as she asked Nikita, “Are you married? Are you involved with anyone? Do you have children? Are you a lesbian?”

Because if you're not married and you don't have children, you must be a lesbian.

Michael was so taken aback by Nikita’s response, he could think of nothing else to do, so he reprimanded Elena - move he had not planned. “E-L-E-NA”, he said as he moved the woman off his lap, “What is going on here, stop – these are very personal questions.”

He went to the extreme step of spelling her name out! He must be taken aback.

he lead the girls through a marsh of impassive emotions.

Man, I hate that. It gets my clothes all sticky and stoic.

I suppose if you're going to be a robot-man torn between two combative possible lesbians, a nice ass is a good thing to have.

So...the rod up the ass is voluntary?

I am told some people enjoy that rather.

so his nice ass was in a vice

I wonder if it was Miami Vice?

(The word she is looking for is vise.)

Thank you, Dana!

(I think, as I feel my grip weakening and I continue the slide towards another fandom)