Today's poem:
Shopping Urban
Flip-flopped, noosed in puka beads, my daughter
breezes through the store from headband to toe ring,
shooing me away from the bongs,
lace thongs, and studded dog collars.
And I don't want to see her in that black muscle tee
with SLUT stamped in gold glitter
shrink-wrapped over her breasts,
or those brown and chartreuse
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I've watched it from the start and I'm so with you. I sometimes wonder whether fandom thinks it's a requirement to have the "pretty" boy having gay sex.
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::dabs eyes::
And CHUCK! Chuck me! Again, I don't have anything perspicacious to say. I just want to flail around, Casey leading paratroopers in an assault on the reception site! JEFFSTER! Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto! I know Kung Fu!
:scurries off to read your Chuck links::
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I don't have anything perspicacious to say. I just want to flail around
I know! me neither! I just keeping hoping that the POWER OF MY CAPSLOCK will convey the AWESOME!
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The CM fandom is lacking a sufficient quantity of good fic of any characters or scenarios, unfortunately. It makes me sad.
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The CM fandom is lacking a sufficient quantity of good fic of any characters or scenarios, unfortunately. It makes me sad.
That does make me sad, though I am not really surprised.
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also and unrelated, i really like the poem.
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also and unrelated, i really like the poem.
Me, too.
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I would probably be more enthusiastic about the slash if it were, say, Morgan/Hotch. 'Cause I can see how that'd be hot. But I just have no real interest in reading about Reid having sex.
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