You guys wanted to read a bunch of daft little Curetown fic things, right?

[bardicfeline]

Ok, so I really like to write stories.
No, correction...I like coming up with stories, and then making up doofy little scenes for these stories.  Random snatches of dialogue, brief scenarios that don't affect the overall plot, little bits of character building...things that either get me so off track that I take forever to finish a longer story,

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[peachakean]

If there's a prize for rotten judgment....

...I guess I've already Juan that...

[bardicfeline]

pffftt...hahaha...alright then...

*clears throat*

'Juan' is the loneliest number that you ever kneeeeeewww~!

Two could be as bad as 'Juan'/ It's the loneliest number since the number 'Juan'~!

[peachakean]

I Juan to make you feel Juan-ted!
(except I can't because you are really not good at this whole 'relationship' thing)

[bardicfeline]

Tis a sad fate, indeed, to be so terribly un-Juan-ted.
(I amuse myself with the idea that he's had just a stream of bizarre, faily relationships that all ended terribly for different reasons. I also like to think that in some ways, he still hasn't completely gotten over Smoker.)