“Be serious,” came the laughing reply. “Do this for me and I might even shave it.”
“I’m not that dumb or lucky, Bill.”
Lee chuckled as he reached forward and grabbed his drink. None of them were that lucky. He didn’t know what the hell his father was thinking when he’d brought back that look. He was sure that any day now the Old Man would
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Seriously though, I love how, from the very beginning, you used such guy language. It creates such a great atmosphere. Especially with the reflections and the childhood memories. A fic about Lee (kinda) that completely engages me. And I thought it couldn't be done!
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And I love how Bill is so present in the story. And yet not on screen for one frame.
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I think icedteainthebag appreciates that even more than you do ;P
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Just sayin' ...
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He is a cunning linguist!!
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We should all write stories about his wonderPenis
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We must investigate this...
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