Euphemisms like word litter on the screen, blowing in the wind like cigarette butts...

[stoney321]

First, my husband is on a business trip in SoCal, got there last night, and went to the hotel's bar for a nightcap. Evidently it's a cruising bar, and my husband kept texting me all night. I understood straightaway what was "happening" and was amused that he didn't. It started with a good looking guy, Navy (heh) talking "guns" with the Mr. The Mr. happens to be a military nut, so he's excitedly talking with this ex-Sailor about... length of shafts, who the hell knows. Hahaha.

I start getting surreptitious texts after an hour with things like "this guy told me how much $ he makes - I make more. Whys he bragging?" and "he wants me to check out some club." I'm laughing my ass off, then about... ten minutes later I get: "omg hes gay. he likes me. wtf?" I haven't heard back on how he handled it, but knowing him, I'm sure he apologized a LOT to this Sailor and probably let him know that if he was gay, a military man would totes be his type.

It's cute when people are all innocent like that. :D Now, on to the bad!fic!


(Yes, I read a line from a fic that indicated the female had shaved her CLIT. People... *hands* I'm not saying to sit on a mirror, but CHRIST.

We were both covered in a film of sweat, and the lenses of our glasses were coated with moisture (we were so into it we forgot to take off our glasses)

Okay, as a glasses wearer (pls see icon) I can tell you that the FIRST thing you do when getting sexed, is to remove them. Also, I always think of Judy Blume's Forever where Ralph made a point of taking his glasses off every time they got freaky. Oh, and glasses are a lot like socks: you look odd when nude and only have that on. Finally: where do they think they are, the Amazon? They fogged up their glasses in the winter in Germany (where this takes place.) Nein! Gott en Himmel.

So, confession time, this is a fic about the band "Rammstein" (dude, I'm not gonna lie to you. I love me some BDSM German metal lml -_- lml This is maybe the most NSFW videothey have. Buck dich = Bend over, and crap I LOVE THAT SONG!!) and the Mary Sue, er, protagonist is lovingly described as the perfect mate for the keyboardist because "[He had a] disease that was discovered by Hans Asperger, a famed physician in German history. Because she was a science buff like he was, she completely understood him in ways in which other girls couldn't."

*head desk* Science buff. "OMG, like, do you guys wanna hang out and look up social disorders and shit? My mom's gonna order us some pizza and then we can cross reference PDDs! It'll be bitchin camaro!"

The best understatement about life in Communist Berlin pre-1988 in a fic goes to this one with: "life in East Germany could be rough at times." Sometimes in Soviet Russia when you couldn't get food for days, it was all irritating and shit, too. God.

Also, I especially enjoyed the "Germenglish" that happens throughout this particular story: "Ja, we did," "Nein!!! Really?" and "Mein Gott! I'm late for practice!" Because German people speak English when home in Germany, but with German accents. Just like in the movies! And I am imagining some sad sack goth/metal borderline kid taking first year Deutsch, and has been turned on to bands like the Dead Kennedys and Marilyn Manson. Awww. Being 14 is hard, y'all.



Why sex with a science buff can... suck. And not the good way:

"She especially loves him to be vocal, explaining what physiological changes are happening in his body."

YES. And what you think is going to happen IS going to happen. Watch! But first, our Mary Sue gets help with her CALCULUS from the musician - is it just me, or that the lamest fantasy ever? - then they get frisky dingo. They're in her penthouse suite in Communist Germany (natch, an American would score those digs in Berlin in the mid-80s) and she takes a birth control pill, which frightens Flakenchen (her nickname for the musician.) He worries that he didn't see her take them the first time they "made love," and could she be pregnant?

She tells him "Nein. I was lucky though. You could have impregnated me if I was fertile".

We'll skip the period on the outside of the quote marks. That's the least of our problems.

• "She was gazing into his eyes as they appeared to be electric blue" (spice!)


• "huh...could you..huh..put your legs farther up my sides...bitte..bitte" (People. "HUH." No. Stop it. Bitte bitte. :D)


• "Each stroke he gave her felt like his penis was saying, " I love you...I love you..I love you". (If a penis begins speaking to you, possibly you ingested some acid, maybe Quaaludes. Get some Vitamin C in you, and lie down in a comfortable spot until it passes, maybe put on some Carpenters or Air - something mellow is what's needed.)


• "he shot geysers of seminal fluids inside her" (Geysers?! I certainly hope they put a rubber sheet down first. Bitte.)


• "She suddenly exploded, gushing about a liter of fluid all over the bed sheets" ( Now I'm getting worried for those Communist hard wood floors, too. They can't stand up to liquids like Socialist tile, you know.)


• "Endorphins in my brain are taking me over. It's my turn baby"


• After reflecting on his vital signs, he slid his penis into her all the way. (And now I get a chance to type sphygmomanometer and feel smart.)


• "Mein engel, you feel so good..huh huh..I love how you're so tight around my penis..sending pleasure throughout my body" (Okay, enough with the "huh huh." I'm imagining some dumb ass trying to laugh. We don't fuck the mentally challenged, you guys.)


• huh huh...I'm producing massive amounts of oxytocin and...huh...endorphins in..my brain...oh..it's getting so hot..." (I'M NOT KIDDING ABOUT THE HUH HUH. QUIT. HUH.)


• He looked at her and said, "huh..my seminal fluids are mixing together..collecting in my prostate gland..huh" *bangs head on desk*

It's like the Germanic version of Professor Frink from The Simpsons. "Glavin! I've re-dorkulated in my positron!"

We change gears and leave Communist Berlin and bid it Auf Weidersein Huh. (Oooh, and next time you're watching Project Runway, say "huh" instead of "Auf" every time Heidi opens her mouth.)


The "Possibly You're Being Too Rough On Her, If Your Words Have a Physical Affect" Category:
"His answer had both surprised her and scarred her"


The 'Draco's Whiteness Now Exceeds Spike's Knife blade Cheekbones' Category:
"His teeth were glinting in the sunshine, but his skin was even whiter." Or possibly Draco drinks a lot of coffee, and this isn't actually an issue.


The 'What the Hell Were You Trying To Say Here?' Category, Gold Medalist:
"He pointed to a large collection of vessels filled with lovely tinctures worthy of any girl’s thickly lashed orbs."

What? Are you trying to indicate pigmintation? THEN SAY IT.


The "Is That Gillyweed In Your Pocket, Or Are You Just Breaking Out In Boils' Category:
Draco was feeling around Harry’s robe for the jar. [...] Draco’s fingers came across something that he thought was the jar. Suddenly there was a crash and gillyweed spewed across the floor, but the mysterious bulge remained in Draco’s fingertips.


The 'Let's See How Many Dune References I Can Find In One Day' Category:
"There was a strange glow in Draco’s eyes" (Gillyweed is the spice. The spice is gillyweed!)


The Silver Medalist in the 'What the Hell Were You Trying To Say Here?' Category:
"Harry moved closer and licked the warm, red liquid off of Draco’s two blushing pilgrims." (Why are eczema-covered Calvinists suddenly in this story? Do they have delicious marinara sauce on them, hence the licking?)

A little hair gel would have worked better, I think.
"Draco’s hair started coming out of its mold." (Those pilgrims must have brought some anti-bacterial cleansers, or something.)


*touches ear piece* No, it seems there's been a huge upset in the WTHWYTTS Category. A HUGE UPSET! We have a new GOLD MEDALIST!
Harry’s cow popped out of the barn door and mooed dangerously. And then, quite simply, Draco began milking the cow.


(See girls? He can get the milk for free. We didn't read that Harry was made an honest woman, did we?) WHY IS HARRY'S DICK MOOING? Please see help mentioned above for Penis Talking. Possibly you need to put on "Knights in White Satin" and hold a sleeping puppy for added mellow.


I DON'T THINK SO. YOU NEED TO PUT THE KEYBOARD AWAY.
"Draco pulled Harry’s robe off and swirled his tongue in the soft baby rolls of Harry’s stomach." No. NO!!!


"No Draco, don’t ruin this moment with words." Why couldn't the author follow her own advice?


After "milking Harry's cow," ripping Harry's pants off, throwing him (literally!) across the room and climbing on top of him, also naked, Harry thinks to himself: "Harry knew Draco wanted to go all the way" What tipped him off, I wonder?


And lastly, a really weird, over-thought crappy fic with waaaaay too many food references and is absolute nonsense. Get ready for Prime Time Bad Fic, y'all.

• "Sappiness welled up in her blue eyes of liquid." (Liquid eyes? Sappiness? )


• "Silence fell on the kitchen like a diaphanous veil, and the indented lights' low hum on top of Ashley filled the vacuum of stillness." (This is a story about an Ivy League chick boning a frat boy and a guy from the car shop. Like that video with Christy Brinkley and Billy Joel, but with like... Luke Wilson thrown in. And every Thesaurus you can find. What the hell are "indented" lights?)


• "Ashley's whisper broke the quiet like a pebble a crystalline lake" Chee chee chee hah hah hah hah! <-- possibly only funny to me. (Camp Crystal Lake? Bueller? Where's the word "on" in that sentence? Did it leave when the leaving was good? I can't blame it.)


• "Ashley crossed from the l of Logan's counter to the __ of Jake's." (Am I stoned? Are you? Is she? What is happening?!?!)


• "Logan felt his heart scrambling like an eggbeater" (Huh huh. Bitte, please stop the analogies, Author. Your words are like the unseen dog leavings on the sidewalk of fiction, and my shoe is the reader.)


• "If I catch either of you punching, kicking,or strangling the other, I'll stop dating whomever of you does that." (Good to see she has standards!)


• "Ashley took three dainty steps and turned. "Second, you are to freestyle wrestle," (WHAT AM I READING HERE? huh huh? Also, why the en pointe walking?)


• "How about the loser having to suck the winner's dick for a whole minute?" Wait, a whole minute? I knew wrestling was gay, but a whole minute? Hee!


• "his thick-lipped eyelids" (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. His thin-lidded mouth, on the other hand... His lobed nostrils, his hairy uvula... This guy's a catch! )


• "Jake squatted and unzipped his black running shoes.The sneakers wailed like a baby." (I am utterly and completely lost. This freaking thing needs a road map.)


• "But to initiate and repel wrestling moves with a nearly naked guy seemed too gay for Logan's comfort." (But the dick sucking - for one whole minute! - isn't gay AT ALL.)


• "Jake wailed like a teenager" (Not a toddler? Or wailed like black tennis shoes?)

Okay, and now we enter, The Twilight Zone. There is absolutely no need for my commentary here. Just... It makes NO SENSE!

• "Logan rolled Jake away, mounted the moist dough of bread from the rear, and interlocked his legs with the dork's."


• "Disgust gripped Logan like a mother shaking her unruly child.


• "His fury ignited like hay in a wildfire.


• "Logan pressed his wiener against Jake's rump slit


• Logan's stomach turned as if to an addled egg.


• "God! Am I ready," Ashley fluted orgasmically.


• The shaft of Jake's dong hovered above the hills of Logan's pecs. It was swollen as the belly of a super-jumbo airliner.


• Jake's wiener entered Logan's mouth like a salmon re-diving into the ocean.


• But the smell of pubes and the taste of tuna was too much to shut out. (okay, is he sucking dick or eating chicken of the sea?)


• Jake pulled his dick out and rammed it back inside. He was--literally--drilling through ice. ( Literally!!! Hahaha!)


• He pulled Logan's hair as though it were spaghetti.


• Jake's overgrown thumb reentered Logan's mouth.


• Jake released Logan's hair and dismounted him. "That's all folks." (Uh, dibby dibdib dibby dibdib, uh that's all folks!") [/Porky Pig]


• I noticed how you licked my shaft and wad head." (Wad. Head.)


• The threesome knelt on the cinnamon sheets. (That's a new one.)


• Logan shucked his pants down, exposing his sausage-in-tortilla.


• His banana dangle foreboded seven inches at full mast. (AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. We have a winner for the WORST AUTHOR EVER, Y'all!)


• "So, big shot. Aren't you gonna butter my hot dog for penetration?"


• Jake raised his eyeballs toward Logan's eyes. (Why aren't they in his eye sockets?)


• Jake's skin tone put the nitwit at a "disadvantage," for compared to Logan's orange-peach chest, Jake's chest was pale-cream. Clearly, Jake had to be the guy to give head. (No. Sense.)


• The branch of a candelabra cactus, Jake's curved dick kept growing toward the sunlight. (Aww, like a sunflower! But with... thorns.)


• On Logan's balls, Jake's tongue felt like ham.

And now! The shortest blow job ever.
Jake licked the shaft, sucked the head, and flicked the sides. Tiny bubbles sizzled inside Logan's nuts. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand SCENE. *starts a slow clap* You guys, the brilliance of this. It's ZEN.


Now if you don't mind, I'm off to never eat lunch again, while wailing like a pair of black tennis shoes.

Comments

[jennem.livejournal.com]

I'm not saying to sit on a mirror, but CHRIST.

Maybe that's the problem.

Maybe we SHOULD be telling them to sit on a mirror.

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

I'm leaning towards that myself. And shaved clit makes me think Bactine and hiding all scissors, actually. *shudder*

[chantal87.livejournal.com]

Jake's overgrown thumb reentered Logan's mouth.

I keep picturing the giant sports finger only it's a thumb.
The rest of it...there are no words.
Bitte

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

huh huh big finger, huh.

(All the analogies!! Seriously, you have to read that last fic. It's... tahmoe bad.)

[lynnenne]

Harry’s cow popped out of the barn door and mooed dangerously. And then, quite simply, Draco began milking the cow.

Hahahahahahaha. Somebody needs to tip that cow over, pronto.

Re-dorkulated! *snerk*

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

Heee, you know that Professor Frink shout out was for you, yes?

Lynne, his COW popped out the Barn Door. Or "piglet left the sty" if you will. (And you will.)

[darlas-mom.livejournal.com]

I've now rewritten my comment four times because my brain is so broken, I don't even know where to begin.

"Harry moved closer and licked the warm, red liquid off of Draco’s two blushing pilgrims."

The Shakespeare abuse, SHE BURNS! It's a sin, using William S. like that! He's done no harm to anyone!

Harry’s cow popped out of the barn door and mooed dangerously. And then, quite simply, Draco began milking the cow.

What? What?!

I can't even comment on the German band thing or the frat boy piece, because it hurts too much. Mein Gott.

And here I thought the worst thing I would see today was "Dragon Wars." Congratulations, badfic authors, for making that feel like an hour and a half well-spent. ::joins in the slow clap::

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

I would hereby like to offer my condolences for the Dragon Wars time wastage. Auf huh huh bitte, mein leibchen.

[anelith.livejournal.com]

First of all... Mr. Stoney is so funny! And cute. Although he'd probably hate to hear that. That's a hilarious story!

Now about the bad!fic... *laughs till it hurts*

I don't know how you do it, but the "quality" of the bad!fic you find just gets, I don't know how exactly to put this, "better" with every post.

I've got to say, that although the wrestling fic wins easily in terms of crazy badness, the lines "Harry’s cow popped out of the barn door and mooed dangerously. And then, quite simply, Draco began milking the cow." will live forever in my memory. Ha ha ha ha!

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

Heee! Isn't that funny? I love his innocence. I'm sure he was quite apologetic for leading that poor sailor on... (Come sail away!)

That Harry/Draco fic!! Oh my god, that she kept calling an erection "growing hardness" at least... six times at my count, then pulled the cow euphemism out? AHAHAHAHA!!

[ely-jan.livejournal.com]

If my legs were pressed together any tighter, my thighs would fuse and I would become some sort of mutant mermaid and oh! Then I could write weird Mary Sue mermaid porn wherein I would develope magically appearing orifices and ohgodstopmeplease...magical hot dog butter and squatting mirrored tennis shoes... *weeps with horrified laughter*

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHAHAHAHA.

(Oh my god, I haven't read a good - by which I mean bad - mermaid fic in a long time. I need to go searching...)

[beanbeans.livejournal.com]

Mah belly hurts from the LOLz! Ow!
:D

Sizzling bubbles? I think they make a pill for that.

MOOO!
Bitte.
*is Zen, too*

[beanbeans.livejournal.com]

OH. MY. GOD. More from that Logan fic:

"Here it comes! Here it comes!" Logan gasped, horrified and ecstatic at
the prospect. "I'm gonna rip!"

The glue sprayed into Jake's tube and scorched Logan's urethra.

Jake tightened his ass.

Logan bent his back into a C. "Fuckin' A!" His cock kept sprinkling into
Jake.

"Argh! Argh! Urgh!" Jake yawped.

"Uuhhh! Uuhhh! Uuhhh!" Ashley whooped.

Logan continued to squirt into Jake--two, four, eight more times! His
balls and heart sizzled and melted like butter on a high fire.

Jake kept tightening and relaxing his pooper. "Lord Have Mercy!" he said
and slapped his forehead onto Ashley's chest.

At last, Logan collapsed onto Jake's back.

No! Please... just, no. Step away from the keyboard, right the hell now.

I don't even know where to start! POOPER? GAH! I'm weeping for all the melted, sizzled, scorched and sprayed body parts. *covers girly bits*

[euro-fics.livejournal.com]

On Logan's balls, Jake's tongue felt like ham.

Oh, that's poetry! Gotta use that in my next slash fic. Bless you, bless you. *wipes eyes*

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

But the real question is, did it feel like a SMOKED ham? (Or spiral cut?)

[that_mireille]

His banana dangle foreboded seven inches at full mast.

Truly, there has been no more beautiful sentence ever written.

What the FUCK?

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

I know!! It... doesn't even make crazy sense! *clings to you*

[lostakasha.livejournal.com]

Jake's overgrown thumb reentered Logan's mouth.

And now, a Very Special Cameo Appearence by Sissy Hankshaw-Gitchee!

Gah, the beauty of it all. *moos with delight*

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *hitches at your comment*

[thegirlisfrail.livejournal.com]

But the smell of pubes and the taste of tuna was too much to shut out.

NO!

Where do these people come from?

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

...Crazytown?

[beer-good-foamy.livejournal.com]

I love these posts.

is it just me, or that the lamest fantasy ever?

Well, he could be helping her with German grammar, I suppose. But considering that German grammar is actually somewhat sexy in a "bad PWP" way (an, auf, hinter, in, neben, über, unter, vor, zwischen)... it's not just you.

"She suddenly exploded, gushing about a liter of fluid all over the bed sheets"

OH NO SHE DIDN'T. You'd think a science buff would know how much a fucking LITER is. Get this woman to a hospital, she's bleeding out.

"His teeth were glinting in the sunshine, but his skin was even whiter."

"Maybe I'm just jealous, man, everyone at the beach is perfect, you know tanned skin, white teeth. I've got white skin and tanned teeth. NOT my environment. You put me under a neon beer light, I look pretty cool!" - Bill Hicks

"Logan felt his heart scrambling like an eggbeater"

I'm imagining an eggbeater and Logan's heart racing each other to the top of a hill. Am I wrong?

The sneakers wailed like a baby.

But... that's not very sneaky.

wiener... salmon... tuna... spaghetti... sausage-in-tortilla... banana... butter... hot dog... orange-peach... cream... ham

Man, I'm hungry. WHAT THE HELL is an orange-peach? Is that, like, fruit slash?

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

"You'd think a science buff would know how much a fucking LITER is"

HAHAHAHAHA, I know, right? And where's the Backstreet Boys fic where the greasy/goatee'd one (I don't know their names) helps Mary Sue with her Trigonometry, only to have it revealed that she's absolutely an ace at it, which turns Greasy Goatee on, and they bone. With his boner.

Oh my god, the COLOR SHOUT OUTS in that last fic!! Really, you should click on the link, scroll to almost half-way through, and just start. It's HORRIBLE. (Your puns, however, are perfect. *G*)

[undersea.livejournal.com]

huh huh huh....

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

BUCK DICH! *spanks you* huh. Bitte.

[redbrickrose.livejournal.com]

Harry’s cow popped out of the barn door and mooed dangerously. And then, quite simply, Draco began milking the cow.

I. Oh. Really? And I thought that would be the most hilarious thing on this list, but then I KEPT READING. O_o.

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

*clings to you* HANNAH I KNOW!! How is it POSSIBLE?!?

[botias.livejournal.com]

LOLOLOL

I don't know what's worse, the clit shaving or that it needs it in the first place.

And the frat boy fic... that's a unique talent right there. The whole thing is quotable really.

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

I actually deleted huge swaths of crap from the post because I was just C&Ping the whole damned thing. WOW, right?

Friends don't let friends use a thesaurus when they don't understand grammar mechanics...

Even Duke is all WTF?

[southernbangel.livejournal.com]

WE SHOULD REENACT SOME OF THESE SCENES. Ahahahaha.

Oh bad fic writers, how I equally loathe and love you.

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

HAHAHAHA OKAY.

Also, re: your email. It's colder today, but it was in the 60s/70s. I'll double check the weather (we have a front moving through right now - it's CRAZY windy) and email/call you so you're prepared, cool?

[tabaqui]

*chokes*
Dude. I have some sort of *lung* crud going on here and laughing makes me just about cough one or both damn lungs *up*.
Stoppit!

Heeeeeeeeee.

I think she meant 'recessed' rather than 'indented'. And omg, science geeks have sex with science words!!

And thank gods the college girl learned how take steps 'daintily'.
*flails*
Good lord.

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

*tip toes around the house* And don't use say that you wish your partner to fornicate with you after a few moments of pre-coitus interdigitation? Heeeeee!

Aww, I hope you feel better, sweetheart!! *puts all manner of eucalyptus and mint oils within reach*

[pernickety.livejournal.com]

her penthouse suite in Communist Germany ...HUH.

That's all I got about that. huh. Und nun more industrial musiks, comrades:
Eisbrecher - Vergissmeinnicht (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fa2TIXrwWbo)
Oomph - Brennende Liebe (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g4fLcMduq30&feature=related)
In Extremo - Küss Mich (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UO0UXe52ZhE) (The singers voice is porn, plus: Bagpipes, dude!)

Apropos nothing: Have you seen James Masters (Marsters?) new job (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-v0szrB5nB8)? Torchwood FTW! :D

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

In Communist Germany, all musiks is industrial, Ja.

THANKS FOR THE MUSIC!! *pommesgabel*

Good hell, my entire flist is freaking out over the Barrymore/Marster make out. DUDE! (Also, it's appropriate that we are chatting today, as it is David Bowie's b-day, which makes me think of you. *g*)

[luminosity]

"Harry’s cow popped out of the barn door and mooed dangerously. And then, quite simply, Draco began milking the cow."

Future Farmers at Hogwarts?

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

Hahahaha! Or 4-H: Hogwarts, Horcruzes, Hallows, and Handjobs.

(Gives a whole new meaning to animal husbandry, yes? *g*)

[brunettepet.livejournal.com]

That cruise bar scenario happened to my husband once, too. We were with a few friends at our local and the guy was being all friendly and attentive and bought Mr. 'pet a beer and they were talking music and bands they'd seen and Mr. 'pet didn't even notice the leaning and the arm across his chair or the hints about leaving and checking out a band in another bar. Poor, naive thing. It was hilarious and very, very sweet.

I loved the Buck Dich performance.

The bad fic sticks to the roof of my mouth like peanut butter, making the entire world feel populated by crazies with thesauruses. What revs these people's motors? Sand sandwiches?

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

I love sweet straight men that are clueless. Hence me marrying one. *G*

Isn't that Rammstein show out of control? But then, I love crazy/spectacle metal. *bangs head*

I think methamphetamine mixed in with kool-aid, personally.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[azryal.livejournal.com]

"his thick-lipped eyelids" (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. His thin-lidded mouth, on the other hand... His lobed nostrils, his hairy uvula... This guy's a catch! )

You are the best. Bestest. Bestest of bestestes...you know what I mean.

You're badfic! posts are entertaining AND educational. I shall never (unintentionally) write badfic!. Even so, I'm not entirely sure that I could write quite like this; it's quite spectacular.

"Ashley's whisper broke the quiet like a pebble a crystalline lake" Chee chee chee hah hah hah hah! <-- possibly only funny to me. (Camp Crystal Lake? Bueller? Where's the word "on" in that sentence? Did it leave when the leaving was good? I can't blame it.)

I got it, and still funny!

Mooo.

Mae

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

See? you get it! This is to show that no matter how bad you think you (general you) are, there's someone out there writing that Harry's cow popped out of the barn door.

And MOOED. (Good lord.) :D

[my_daroga]

Oh my god. I can't wait to get home and read this aloud to Mr. Daroga and J.

But you're not equating Dead Kennedys and Manson, are you?

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

It works best when read aloud with finger puppets, imo.

Uh... no. But I am saying that 14 year olds who think they're hard core and awesome and name drop bands/stores/types of clothing make me want to ruffle their hair and beam. Then make them do lots of chores.

[way2busymom.livejournal.com]

Here via sockkpuppett & oh holy crap...I have no words. None.

Maybe I should just moo...

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

*pulls Puppet!Angel's hands away to MAKE HIM WITNESS IT*

Be careful of mooing: you might have a weasel-faced Slytherin (spelled Slitherin in the fic) try and... man-handle you.

(If you're feeling brave, and have no beverages on hand, there's a good 20 more of these posts. No, really.)

[elucidate-this.livejournal.com]

oh my GOD stoney these are genius. GENIUS. I desperately want to meet that last author and interview hir about inspirations and technique.

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

HAHAHAHAHA!! Oh, man, the last author was so convinced of her genius!! And I am equally convinced of her lack of genius. :D

[wolfshark]

Thank you so much! I needed this today!

[stoney321.livejournal.com]

You are welcome!! *hugs you tight and keeps happy thoughts for you and yours*