"he liked looking at his huge baby-makers hanging down, filled with spooge"

[kat_lair]

Something to brighten your morning: stoney321 offers some examples and thoughts on the best/worst in bad!fic. I laughed, I cried, I contemplated lobotomy. I felt hugely validated both as a writer and as a non-native English speaker. It was a beautiful experience.

Do not, I repeat: do not, drink coffee when reading. Other beverages optional, but coffee may be ruined forever. *stares sadly at her cup of Kenyan roast, then tosses it away*

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In other news, trialia is dragging me to Manchester Collectormania this Sunday. Anyone else from my f-list there that would like to meet up?

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Oh, and the Brutal Honesty Meme. I'm here. Smack me with a brick, mah pretties. I like it rough.

Comments

[kat-lair.livejournal.com]

I made undignified honking sounds and had to cross my legs very hard. Best possible start to a morning.

[deansam67.livejournal.com]

lol! The title of this post is making me laugh all over again.

[kat-lair.livejournal.com]

It was either that or "cuntal walls" which I kind of want to be my journal name now....

[deansam67.livejournal.com]

I am laughing so hard at that, but I think it's just the alcohol, fucking with my tiny brain.

[kat-lair.livejournal.com]

What's so funny about CUNTAL WALLS? Surely this is the height of literary prose. Like...

The quivering, spongy cuntal walls squeezed rhythmically as he plundered her dripping love cavern with his throbbing meat-sword.

[deansam67.livejournal.com]

Dripping love cavern! lmao!