Crack! Like woah.
So, about two hours ago I was suddenly hit upside the head by a crack!bunny with a 2x4.
The result?
Right now I am creating lyrics for a filk entitled "Gee, Dear Mr. Kripke" based off the song "Gee, Officer Krupke" from West Side Story.
It is sort of an open letter from the fangirls expressing their anticipation, speculation, reactions, and apprehension regarding THE SECRET and the handling of it in tonight's new episode.
Oh, and there's also some desperate defending of their lj-based actions. (I tried to find a way to work in the line "Golly Moses, natcherly we slash!" - but it just wouldn’t go.)
SOMEBODY STOP ME!!!
(Or lend your services, I don’t do this kind of thing on a regular basis and, well, my fevered brain wants a nap.)
The result?
Right now I am creating lyrics for a filk entitled "Gee, Dear Mr. Kripke" based off the song "Gee, Officer Krupke" from West Side Story.
It is sort of an open letter from the fangirls expressing their anticipation, speculation, reactions, and apprehension regarding THE SECRET and the handling of it in tonight's new episode.
Oh, and there's also some desperate defending of their lj-based actions. (I tried to find a way to work in the line "Golly Moses, natcherly we slash!" - but it just wouldn’t go.)
SOMEBODY STOP ME!!!
(Or lend your services, I don’t do this kind of thing on a regular basis and, well, my fevered brain wants a nap.)