Fay, would you like a virtual KitchenAid mixer to go with that virtual toaster? As I can't wing my way to England to kneel at your feet to thank you for showing me AJHall? That stuff just brings tears of delight to my eyes. I need a bigger Palm so I can just stuff it all in there to carry around and page through in slack and dreary hours. Cheaper than Prozac.
Thank you, Connie! My virtual kitchen is big and sparkly and crammed with gorgeous trappings now. All I need is a virtual Nigella Lawson chained to it, and I'm set.
considers that image.
....I think I may need to go to my bunk. Right now.
This is very silly, a WiP, and contains occasional grammar errors.
However, if you're in the mood for a laugh, it's got some fun stuff.
Naked Quidditch Match
As reported, by part of your foolish use of Magical Truth or Dare, the next Quidditch game conducted by the Gryffindor team in the buff.
... Um, is it just me, or does the
very first sentence
not have a verb?
Although it *is* a little cute.
I had to keep rereading that too. But it's quite entertaining.
In Tissue of Silver -- which I read thanks to you guys, how is it that Harry's leg injury prevents him from playing Quidditch? This just didn't make sense to me.
I've not read it, but I imagine that flying would be pretty uncomfortable with any kind of injury.
Hmm. When was this mentioned, Sumi?
'Cause I know that FearlessDiva doesn't regard the version of
ToS
in her LJ as final - she's still fiddling with it to iron out wrinkles & so forth before posting it to an archive, and I'm sure she'd be grateful to have any infelicities pointed out. Genuinely.
I can't remember exactly - - just something that Draco was musing over.