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spuffyduds margaritas my Mexican dinner*. She's writing limericks. *whimpers with joy* But anyway the point of this disturbingly affectionate and even more disturbingly spontaneous post is this drabble. How come I didn't write that?
Also, it's because I've been meaning for a while now to wave my cane and yell at you hoodlums to stop saying things like, "She couldn't say why; this was something she just had to do." Because that means in bad-author-speak, "Yeah I don't know where I'm going with this."
JEEZ!
Which just kills a lot of the affection and spontaneity, really.
*edited for artistic purposes.
ETA2: 2am is apparently equal to crack in la vie de TKP. This is why I am not a spontaneous poster. Did you see how I deleted the other post that looked exactly like this? Another thing, kids. I'm getting tired of "straining against the confines of his pants." THINK OF A NEW PHRASE. Or. Possibly. GO WRITE LIMERICKS. And never share them.
ETA3: 3am, and all's well. Fanfic writers of the world, Michelangelo's David is very beautiful, yes. But keep in mind, if you must excessively liken Angel or Spike or who have you to him, he had a rather small schlong. Last bit, I promise.
ETA4: I lied. Right to your faces. My hair looked fabulous today, and McDonald's now has chicken biscuits like Chik-fil-a. It will be seven in 3 hours and I can go get some. I think I might need coffee, just a wee bit. Dude! Remind me never to make posts late at night, ever. Go read
spuffyduds's drabble.
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Joking aside though I never even noticed the seismically correct testes. I know that that's actually not what seismic means, but isn't that a great porn line? Seismic testes.
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