I was making a joke here. Literary hyperbole at its worse. Will no one call me on it?
Hear, hear, sir! Take thy purple prose and begone!
Actually, I was playing along with your joke. Ovaries, fiery wake...? Ha ha ha?
This proves your theory unequivocally Fox. I am a feared and loathesome presence in the fandom
Feared, perhaps. Loathesome, never. ::smooch:: Come on, you made Justin punch Lance in the stomach (God, that was *classic*). People don't overcome that kinda trauma overnight.
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Date: 2003-08-04 06:59 pm (UTC)Hear, hear, sir! Take thy purple prose and begone!
Actually, I was playing along with your joke. Ovaries, fiery wake...? Ha ha ha?
This proves your theory unequivocally Fox. I am a feared and loathesome presence in the fandom
Feared, perhaps. Loathesome, never. ::smooch:: Come on, you made Justin punch Lance in the stomach (God, that was *classic*). People don't overcome that kinda trauma overnight.