Badfic:
His fingers then curled around her pearl, somehow one entered her cave and found the consonant.
Dana:
I don't know what consonant he found, although I express a sneaking hope for "q".
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Badfic:
His fingers then curled around her pearl, somehow one entered her cave and found the consonant.
Dana:
I don't know what consonant he found, although I express a sneaking hope for "q".
Well, better "q" than pee.
...ijs
In Bitches:
BHP: I hate all bras. They all fall apart too quickly.
Except for the gungy slightly-too-small overwashed-gray bra that lurks in the back left of your underwear drawer. That one is immortal.
The perky pink ones? Forget it. Shredded into confetti.
DavidS, in Natter, on prospects for future cute kid stories:
I am hoping that one day Emmett crawls into the bloody carcass of an elk and refuses to come out, thus becoming a part of Internet lore forever.
Nutty:
I like to think underwear should be invisible and effortless, like manners, and like manners, underwear's tact is often shown in its absence.
From literary:
ita: From reading this whole litfic discussion, I realize I really don't understand what it means.
DavidS: So what. You're now a moon in an imaginary future that's on TV.
ita: Right! Imaginary moons don't read books!
As you were.
Steph L: My left underwire broke and is currently jabbing straight into my boob, possibly going for the heart.
billytea: (Edit: ok, that one came from memory. But, I mean, they're painted dogs. They tend to stick in your mind.)
From Natter (hey, I got to pretend-I-can-catch-up):
Julie: spelling counts. just not in a maths way.
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ita: Boys are the weirdest gender god ever made. Good thing she made some of them so damned cute.
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Steph L.: does anyone know where I can find my needles and thread?
Betsy Hanes Perry: Walk barefoot across the carpet. You should find several pointy things. Pick up the one that drew blood and see if it has an eye in one end. Then unravel some thread from the hem of a blouse.
Plei, in Natter:
I rarely talk to spouse when at work. Unless it's "Bitch! Get me a pot-pie!"
Cause, you know, I wear the Vanilla Soft Pack in the family.