Project QAF - 117
++SCENES++
Love how Debbie calls Brian and Justin a couple and nobody objects. Not even Brian.
Michael acting all superior and snobbish is cringe worthy. Followed by the most hilarious QaF scene ever: the party crashers. Emmett as Jackie Kennedy is to die for. Ted in his - what do we call it, leather boytoy? - attire is weirdly entertaining. Deb’s heart-shaped glasses - LOL. And Justin dressed to look like walking jailbait/cheap hustler - guh. Vic’s the killer in an outfit from the high homo days in the Seventies. But Brian still takes the crown, IMHO, for not only looking outrageously out of place as intended, but at the same time smokin’ hot. THE pants! Cream. Leather. (You do realize, don’t you, that he’s not wearing anything underneath them?) And the way Gale delivers the line “Hey, Novotny!” *iz so very ded*
On a sadder note: Justin’s being bullied at school and nobody does something. WHY? If you feel like a little h/c fic, here’s a very nice one: Bandages by scoobygang8. And if you want something more upbeat after that, try one of Severina’s oneshots: Absolute Reality. :)
What a great episode for B/J lovers. First the Frenching scene in the beginning, then the “Killing you with kindness” scene which is one of my all-time favorites. And Justin’s a smarty, quoting Shakespeare. And my favorite Shakespeare play, too. And in the end we get the scene in Deb’s backyard, where Brian shotguns Justin. They’re such a couple in this episode!
++PICS++
I know that the pics suffer from really bad quality but I can’t find the time to make them prettier.
++QUOTES++
MICHAEL
And here we are in front of Napoleon’s Tomb.
EMMETT
Lucky him. He’s dead.
MICHAEL
Would anyone like some vin rouge?
TED
Lucy, you wouldn’t know the difference between vin rouge and Listerine.
MEL
What if he never leaves? What if he becomes a permanent fixture?
BRIAN
What if my aunt had balls? She’d be my uncle.
PRINCIPAL PERKINS
Suppose, I gave you permission to organize your club. And then another student came to me and asked to start a club for… say, white supremacists. Should I allow that too?
JEN
Excuse me, Dr. Perkins, but I happen to find that analogy extremely offensive.
PRINCIPAL PERKINS
Some of our parents would be hard pressed to see the distinction.
JEN
Well, I’m hard pressed to see the similarity.
PRINCIPAL PERKINS
Not everyone is as accepting of your son’s sexual preference as you are.
JUSTIN
It’s not a preference.
BRIAN
Alright. So I’m a shitty father. Are we surprised? I’m upholding a fine family tradition.
BRIAN
It’s bad enough that you smoke at your age.
JUSTIN
At my age? Brian, I’m the most mature person you know.
++FIC++
Title: A Shakespearean Effort of Herculean Proportions
You sometimes shy away and are afraid
As memories and old habits are replayed
In front of blue eyes that can see so much
And gentle lips that linger when they touch
And reach you deep down in your very core
Where there’s been only emptiness before
A hollow abyss echoing the void
Of feelings and emotions long destroyed
To be replaced with ever present pain
Made room for darkness to take up the reign
Till sunshine poured into your life so bright
Dissolving clouds with its innate and blinding light
You thought you knew the pleasures to be had
Intent on living life with no regret
You thought you had it all long figured out
And rather died than giving way to doubt
But pain of dying, it turns out, is less intense
When you are killed by kindness with soft hands
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