So, I've decided that in an effort to post more I am going to do this:
{Take the 100 Things challenge!}
My topic is going to be 100 Things That Made Me Laugh, which will encompass all things family, fandom and other things fun.
So here goes the post #1.
I just finished reading Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (due to come out as a movie in 2013!), which is a super fun and quick read. As I read, I kept track of a few of my favorite bits, which I later read aloud to amuse my family. Since they made us laugh, I am sharing them with you.
Page 27:
“We will go as far as Meryton with you,” said Catherine and Lydia. Elizabeth accepted their company, and they set off together, armed only with their ankle daggers. Muskets and Katana swords were a more effective means of protecting one’s self, but they were considered unladylike; and, having no saddle in which to conceal them, the three sisters yielded to modesty.
Page 130:
Elizabeth set her feet, and Lady Catherine, realizing she would never convince such a stubborn, unusual girl, snapped her fingers. The first ninja drew his blade and let out a battle cry as he charged directly at Elizabeth. When his blade was only inches from her throat, she moved from her opponent’s path and dragged her Katana across his belly. The ninja dropped to the floor-his innards spilling from the slit faster than he could stuff them back in. Elizabeth sheathed her sword, knelt behind him and strangled him to death with his own large bowel.
Page 205:
She remembered the lead ammunition in her pocket and offered it to him. “Your balls, Mr. Darcy?” He reached out and closed her hand around them, and offered, “They belong to you, Miss Bennett.” Upon this, their colour changed, and they were forced to look away from one another, lest they laugh.
Page 212:
As for Elizabeth, her thoughts were at Pemberley this evening more than the last; and the evening, though as it passed it seemed long, was not long enough to determine her feelings toward one in that mansion; and she lay awake two whole hours endeavouring to make them out. She certainly did not hate him. No; hatred had vanished long ago, and she had almost as long been ashamed of ever wishing to drink the blood from his severed head.
Page 299:
“It taught me to hope,” said he, “as I had scarcely ever allowed myself to hope before. I knew enough of your disposition to be certain that, had your been absolutely, irrevocably decided against me, you would have beheaded Lady Catherine without a moment’s hesitation.”
I've got another post ready for tomorrow. I'll have to see how many days in a row I can keep this up.