Aug 08, 2007 23:27
So. I read Harry Potter, I admit, and the best thing about it is that my incredibly smart boyfriend bought the book for me - at the Publix in downtown St. Petersburg, while I was laid up in a hotel room, hung over and feeling poorly. There's nothing like lying in a free room on the 13th floor, during a thunderstorm, drinking mimosas, reading teh 7th HP book, and listening to your hawt boyfriend watch a marathon of "American Gladiator" on ESPN Classic. Punk fucking Rock.
And I am a pervert. We all know that. And I love me some mother fucking Harry Potter - I am a die hard fan, boasting even of national on line HP trivia game CHAMPIONSHIP.
There's this community on Live Journal, consisting solely of dork-scribed Harry Potter fan fiction porn, which I think is just precious, hahaha. But you can't read the stories unless they "approve you". And who knew this was going to be a vetting process worthy of getting my piss tested and my hymen verified? Fucking A.
I now have the very dubious privilege of having been DENIED by a cabal of turdtastic juvenile fanfic dweebs because I guess they thought I might read their horny little scribbles and then drop many NASTY bits of knowledge in their COMMENTS, which but seriously to me sounds like a dread waste of TIME, which in my case is limited and of some value. So, I am not worthy, I suppose.
I ask any friend of mine now or in the future to crash this fanfic site (link will be provided when I can find it) and copy some of the most pervvy and douchey of the Harry Potter durty stories, and forward to me so that I might send them shamelessly over the internets to my other dork friends and drinking companions, a lot of whom work with me. Thank you.