Guys, what's the most annoying Duran Duran song you guys know of?
Both of them charged after the sheep
Unfortunately I'm going to put a hold on writing until we move. I'll need every spare minute to pack and such.
*climbs in boat with Zan*
People wouldn't believe the kinds of interruptions I have had. If I wrote about the last few weeks, it would be rejected as being too ridiculous...
Luckily the fanfics in question aged the characters considerably (which given the reputation of perverts on the internet is actually surprising) and I have a good imagination so I can easily picture them without the crappy art style attached.Southpark aside (why would you do that to yourself? Animated characters, that look like that? no, just... *shudders*), that's by far the best part of fanfic. The sexytimez.
How DARE you!Oooooh! Oooooh! I know this one! All of them!
No really, share. I need some crazy.
But I will obviously agree that slashfic is all kinds of awesome... god I'm such a pervert...
Can't speak for everyone but I stumbled across it by happy accident in my early teenage years, back when I was on a quest to map out all the gay porn on the entire internet (read: Watch lots and lots of porn), and from the moment I first read about Draco kissing Harry, a relationship was born that will last a lifetime. Or until I finally mature enough to not feel the need to read about fictional characters doing the deed that dare not speak its name...I'm probably alone in this thread in that I discovered slash through the original mimeographed Spork poarn - it was stashed in among comics of the era, and is still as eyebrow raising as ever.
But I will obviously agree that slashfic is all kinds of awesome... god I'm such a pervert...
That's quite good... I may steal that excuse.Then we are perverts together. Pretty sure slashfic got me through the drudgery that was my three weeks of exams. My brain was quite happy to park itself at the door.
And, you know, you can claim to read your porn rather than watch it, so that makes you on a higher plain intellectually that those who just watch it. Because your brain's still working. That's the excuse I use anyway
Toodles.And urgh, I have work. How did wednesday get here so quickly. See you all later.
I was 13 when I made my discovery of it too. Because that was how old I was when I got my first computer that I didn't have to share with anyone. It's also the age that I started to think I might be gay, so with my new computer I went a-searching, found that I could totally get into the "men doing it with men" thing, and never looked back. Thus completing my transformation into the unrepentant brazen perverted homosexual you see before you.Um. *thinks* I know that Den was among the stuff I was reading at the time, so I guess I would have been... 13? (I can't imagine having gone on a Richard Corben reading binge much older than that)
I was 13 when I made my discovery of it too. Because that was how old I was when I got my first computer that I didn't have to share with anyone. It's also the age that I started to think I might be gay, so with my new computer I went a-searching, found that I could totally get into the "men doing it with men" thing, and never looked back. Thus completing my transformation into the unrepentant brazen perverted homosexual you see before you.
If I wanted to see something dirty, I had to steal my dad's copies of Heavy Metal or read the paperbacks he confiscated from his students.
I'm not backreading, because you people are on fire....
What the hell? The models wearing them were not exposed! I literally opened the package, shook them out - they came TWO to a pack, one blue, one pink, AND COULD SEE THE WINDOW SHADES THROUGH THE TWO OF THEM TOGETHER! What the hell????
At least if you're wearing one of those you won't be forced into one of those post-fire interviews on the local evening news station.I'm not backreading, because you people are on fire....
since we're on about the sexy times... if anyone would like me to come over and sex them up, I can because I now own two see through nightgowns.
That were not intended to be see-through.
What the hell? The models wearing them were not exposed! I literally opened the package, shook them out - they came TWO to a pack, one blue, one pink, AND COULD SEE THE WINDOW SHADES THROUGH THE TWO OF THEM TOGETHER! What the hell???? I don't think I can keep these,... I'm terrified of a earthquake or fire at night and there's no way I'm running out the front door with nothing but the cat and these cheap nightgowns on.
Are we talking about the stuff that inspired that film called Heavy Metal? I haven't read any of it, but the film is awesome.Ah. Heavy Metal. I have a stack of those I'm claiming are valuable research material (obviously none of the Eastman ones - I like my weirdness with at least some integrity)...
Are we talking about the stuff that inspired that film called Heavy Metal? I haven't read any of it, but the film is awesome.
Unless we're on about a different Heavy Metal here...
Oh god. Please not neighbours. I'm embarrassed that that's our main export.
I don't see how "let's get a bunch of over-dramatic wannabe arseholes and shove them in a house for a while while occasionally annoying them on purpose" can ever turn into anything other than a clusterfuck of offensive nonsense.
Which is another thing. Little Britain tainted the reputation of British sketch shows/double-acts. Before that we had the Two Ronnies, French & Saunders, Armstrong & Miller, Fry & Laurie, Mitchell & Webb, and undoubtedly others that I'm forgetting. But Little Britain soured it with their tired, predictable, un-funny crap.
Although she *has* learned two new swear-words, now loves The Dark Tower illustrations and keeps asking to watch Alien...
Her teachers are going to send a letter any day now... *sigh*
Not as long as you were clear that just because she hears a word, doesn't mean she should use it.