Bah! I just submitted my (short, irrelevant) review for "Thrice Upon A Time," and realized--Duh! Twelve Dancing Princesses! But it won't let me submit another review. Woe!
Hopefully all those exclamation points express my grief.
Jareth’s forehead creased, and he reached out to brush feathers from her hair. “Where did you acquire these?”
“Oh - oh, a goblin dumped them on me. And if they’re yours, Jareth - well, I’m a little worried. Can owls get mange?”
“No,” he snipped. “Bugwittle had specific instructions: to release one feather every two minutes, the better for them to waft past your window and build a mood of ominous anticipation. I should have known better than to assume he could count that high.”
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I know, I know, it's self-pimping. But I'm happy to have gotten in a dig at all the fics in which Sarah finds one! snow-white! feather! on the lawn, or on her windowsill, or on the toilet seat. I mean, G.M. Chrysler - how many feathers can an owl spare, anyway?
I still like Pika's drawing of the same, though. :) [/contradiction]
RW: "The movie is just me standing in front of a brick wall for an hour and a half. It cost eighty million dollars." Jay: "How *do* you sleep at night?" RW: "On top of a pile of money, with many beautiful ladies."
Marge: "Be careful, there's an apple pie in the back seat." Grandpa: "Uh-oh!" Marge: "Grandpa, did you sit in the pie?" Grandpa: "I su-u-ure hope so ..."
*chortles*
You realize, milady Imbrium, that we definitely have to go booze it up sometime, right? To hell with all of this 'OMG-blurring-boundaries-of-fandom vs. real life identity' !
sigh. If you are the neck of the woods, then I only anticipate being in the crown of the woods for a week or too late in the summer. I'm going to get languages crammed into my brain like corn into a foie gras goose. ay yi yi.
But it won't let me submit another review. Woe!
Hopefully all those exclamation points express my grief.
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:) Don't worry, I believe you.
Thanks for your review - and: hardy har _hardly_ about the oodles of time just hanging off my hands ...
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Still, I have a need for good Jareth/Sarah banter. Off to dig through ff.net, I suppose!
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Jareth’s forehead creased, and he reached out to brush feathers from her hair. “Where did you acquire these?”
“Oh - oh, a goblin dumped them on me. And if they’re yours, Jareth - well, I’m a little worried. Can owls get mange?”
“No,” he snipped. “Bugwittle had specific instructions: to release one feather every two minutes, the better for them to waft past your window and build a mood of ominous anticipation. I should have known better than to assume he could count that high.”
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I know, I know, it's self-pimping. But I'm happy to have gotten in a dig at all the fics in which Sarah finds one! snow-white! feather! on the lawn, or on her windowsill, or on the toilet seat. I mean, G.M. Chrysler - how many feathers can an owl spare, anyway?
I still like Pika's drawing of the same, though. :) [/contradiction]
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I liked that exchange too, if in part because I always read "Bugwittle" as "Butwiggle" and laugh even harder.
...I am 12 years old.
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"Dat's da joke." [/McBain]
:)
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Jay: "How *do* you sleep at night?"
RW: "On top of a pile of money, with many beautiful ladies."
god, I LOVE that exchange! :) :)
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Whoops. I said the quiet part loud and the loud part quiet.
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Marge: "Be careful, there's an apple pie in the back seat."
Grandpa: "Uh-oh!"
Marge: "Grandpa, did you sit in the pie?"
Grandpa: "I su-u-ure hope so ..."
*chortles*
You realize, milady Imbrium, that we definitely have to go booze it up sometime, right? To hell with all of this 'OMG-blurring-boundaries-of-fandom vs. real life identity' !
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We will be in this neck of the woods alll summer long, too; I'll be taking medieval Latin.
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"I fell off the jungle gym and when I woke up I was in here!"
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The feather thing? Or Pika's artwork?
b/c I will defend the latter to my last breath. :) Have you looked at her 'Girls Next Door' series at all? it's quite hilarious.
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