You are just so funny. What I love (miss) about your fics is the slightest pretext can still be used as a vehicle to wonderful romps with the characters. Favorite lines:
" “The authentic English phrase is actually ‘brolly throttler.’”" -- the more ridiculous it is the funnier it is. "“And how are you this evening, my sweet?” Wesley asks, which is a tactic Liz is pretty sure he picked up from the ending scene of Pride & Prejudice." -- HAHAHAHA! " As she does, she sneaks a surreptitious bite of the Kidney Pie Dreamsicle. It’s disgusting in that way that’s somehow exactly right. " -- Hilarious, and worse, I've experienced this. "Like: who really lets their ex-fiancee take over their spare bedroom after her life falls apart and her immediate response is, for some reason, to away to England? Who, exactly, makes said ex-fiancee (hearty gruel for, but still) breakfast every morning even in spite of the fact that she text-dumped him at a wedding for a man named Carol and told him she hated him like sixty eight times? Answer: Wesley Snipes. Sure, it could just be because he’s a sad, desperate human being, but at least he’s a sad, desperate human being whose sad desperation jives with Liz’s." -- No matter how funny or zany your story, you always, always manage to ground it. That really is the beauty of your writing.
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Date: 2012-11-12 02:15 am (UTC)" “The authentic English phrase is actually ‘brolly throttler.’”" -- the more ridiculous it is the funnier it is.
"“And how are you this evening, my sweet?” Wesley asks, which is a tactic Liz is pretty sure he picked up from the ending scene of Pride & Prejudice." -- HAHAHAHA!
" As she does, she sneaks a surreptitious bite of the Kidney Pie Dreamsicle. It’s disgusting in that way that’s somehow exactly right. " -- Hilarious, and worse, I've experienced this.
"Like: who really lets their ex-fiancee take over their spare bedroom after her life falls apart and her immediate response is, for some reason, to away to England? Who, exactly, makes said ex-fiancee (hearty gruel for, but still) breakfast every morning even in spite of the fact that she text-dumped him at a wedding for a man named Carol and told him she hated him like sixty eight times? Answer: Wesley Snipes. Sure, it could just be because he’s a sad, desperate human being, but at least he’s a sad, desperate human being whose sad desperation jives with Liz’s." -- No matter how funny or zany your story, you always, always manage to ground it. That really is the beauty of your writing.