Internet Meme...not always useful
So I've been so obsessed with Cookleta these days that the muse even wants to dabble in the fandom. So I think, "hmm, let's try the ole 'press shuffle on the iPOD and write drabbles based on the first 10 songs' writing meme."
EXCEPT
my musical tastes/selections are a bit... yeah and the first song that comes up is:
(Note, I have the clean version to this song :-))
The muse gave up the ghost two minutes into the song. FML
ETA: After gentle muse prodding by jehane18 and listening to the song three more times, I came up with this:
American Idol winner or not, Cook hasn’t spent years performing in dive bars from Tulsa to Milwaukee and everywhere in between without learning how to throw down when the situation warrants. So when three guys lunge at Archie screaming “dirty, fucking faggot” as they’re (along with Andy and Neal) walking to the car after dinner, his vision blurs, instinct kicks in, and fists start flying.
When he comes back to himself, Andy’s pulling him off some guy (yeah, he’ll need a new nose), his knuckles are bloody (damn, I have to perform tomorrow), and Archie’s…well, his boy’s half screaming, half crying, and he just wants to kiss him and make it all better.
Andy’s screaming at him too. “Man, what the fuck was that?”
Cook shrugs. “He started it. I just finished it.”
EXCEPT
my musical tastes/selections are a bit... yeah and the first song that comes up is:
Click to view(Note, I have the clean version to this song :-))
The muse gave up the ghost two minutes into the song. FML
ETA: After gentle muse prodding by jehane18 and listening to the song three more times, I came up with this:
American Idol winner or not, Cook hasn’t spent years performing in dive bars from Tulsa to Milwaukee and everywhere in between without learning how to throw down when the situation warrants. So when three guys lunge at Archie screaming “dirty, fucking faggot” as they’re (along with Andy and Neal) walking to the car after dinner, his vision blurs, instinct kicks in, and fists start flying.
When he comes back to himself, Andy’s pulling him off some guy (yeah, he’ll need a new nose), his knuckles are bloody (damn, I have to perform tomorrow), and Archie’s…well, his boy’s half screaming, half crying, and he just wants to kiss him and make it all better.
Andy’s screaming at him too. “Man, what the fuck was that?”
Cook shrugs. “He started it. I just finished it.”