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Anne W. - Nov 11, 2002 11:54:59 am PST #792 of 10000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Carb porn in Bitches:

PMM: AU/Het/Chall./Upper-end R/Part 1 of a series.

Hec: gets out decoder ring...

Steph L.: Alternate Universe/Heterophony/Challah bread/Upper-end Rivets/Part...

(Heh. Bread porn. Challah/Sourdough 4Evah!)

PMM: Steph, that decoder is broken.

Steph: I stand by my hope for bread porn.

PMM: Dude, I don't even mention bread in this, but perhaps I can work it in to the next one.

Or I can have Bagel/Challah.

Steph: No, man -- Bagel/Challah is creepy and stalkerish.

Challah/Sourdough 4Eva!!1!

PMM: Please. OTP.

Steph: You could not be more wrong if you tried.

Am-Chau: Don't be silly. Muffin/Bagel4Evah!

Trudy: See now, Pita/Challah you get into some real cross-cultural angst as well as hot, hot, desert sex.

Throw in powdered sugar and it's dessert sex. THEN you have a party.

Holli - Nov 11, 2002 2:05:55 pm PST #793 of 10000
an overblown libretto and a sumptuous score/ could never contain the contradictions I adore

flea, in Natter:

I spent a whole day last week with the Hawaii-Somewhere-Over-The-Rainbow-Dr.-Green-Is-Dying theme song in my head. But that was only because I was worried I had a brain tumor. It was a nice kind of oh-well-i'll-go-to-Hawaii-to-die worry.

Holli - Nov 11, 2002 4:12:13 pm PST #794 of 10000
an overblown libretto and a sumptuous score/ could never contain the contradictions I adore

Shawn, in Natter:

Catherine Zeta-Jones, I have told you repeatedly to STOP HEXING MY PHONE!

Theodosia - Nov 11, 2002 7:35:13 pm PST #795 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Elena:

It's hard, Trudy. I'll just have to cleave unto the porn if they take the taunting away.

esse - Nov 11, 2002 8:18:37 pm PST #796 of 10000
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

Michele T: Lizard, Jesus drinks himself to sleep when you read the badfic. It's true.

esse - Nov 11, 2002 8:20:56 pm PST #797 of 10000
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

Dana: Now, of course, I'm perfectly okay with platforms like, "Boy, wouldn't Wesley/Connor be messed up, yet hot?".

p.m. marcontell: A tangle of thin, pale limbs, angry blue eyes, and dark haired goodness, even.

That's a Special platform.

amych: Isn't that the Special Platform where one catches the train to Special Hell?

p.m. marcontell: Platform 13.666, in fact.

It's a rather full train.

Rebecca Lizard - Nov 11, 2002 11:18:11 pm PST #798 of 10000
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket

Damn, SA beat me.

Rebecca Lizard - Nov 12, 2002 7:32:41 am PST #799 of 10000
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket

Cindy:

Right now my mind is consumed with finding the definition of the acronym OTP and because I sort of understand it from context, but can't for the life of me come up with the right words...

  • Object's Tight Pants
  • Ogle the Pants
  • Oost the Person
  • One True Pet

billytea - Nov 12, 2002 8:05:24 am PST #800 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Steph, in Bitches:

Well, I think Baby Cthulhu down my shirt wins for Most Fucked-Up Dream Of The Day.

Theodosia - Nov 12, 2002 11:03:52 am PST #801 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Am-Chau Yarkona, in Literary:

It's when it's a thin book with a big cast that you start to think maybe the cast should be thinner. And I don't mean in the 'they should diet' way.

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