And thus I will obnoxiously copy/paste my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE LINES. If this means I have to reread part 2 all over again? So be it. It's a price I will just have to suck up and pay.
There are things you can do. With coconuts, or volleyballs.
Oh my god, I died. WITH COCONUTS. OR VOLLEYBALLS. Also, it pleased me immensely that Michael was so helpful in pointing Jim in the direction of picking him as his choice of desert island castaway. The build-up in that portion of dialogue was fantastic, and it worked well in this script-format.
Another man I have kissed: Mose. He sometimes appreciates a peck on the temple before he goes to bed. It’s not unusual. Just because certain issues prevent him from leaving the beet farm doesn’t mean he doesn’t crave the immediacy of human touch. Of course, there are other days when physical contact sends him into a violent frenzy. I’ve gotten good at telling which kinds of days are which. Had to. Otherwise, I’d probably be missing my right eye. If not my right eye, then my left eye.
YES. I must quote that whole thing because it is a thing of HYSTERICAL GENIUS. A peck on the temple! Mose craving the immediacy of human touch! VIOLENT FRENZIES. If not my right eye, then my left eye. I just--AHH! I am reduced to SCREAMS of JOY. Plus, I always remember that Dwight kissed Oscar. ALWAYS.
Also-plus, the FIRE instead of truth or dare. JIM'S DARE. TO GET KISSED ON THE CHEEK. GOD. I CAN'T WAIT FOR THIS TO PLAY OUT.
Sleeping in the office? Kooky. That’s kooky. / The trick is to act like I’ve never done it before.
Hahahahahahahahaha! Maybe that might be my very favorite part.
How are you channeling every single character on this show with such total perfection?! How is everything so brilliant and wonderful and amazingly funny? Not just 'fic' funny, but LOL-funny. I am LOL-ing. I never LOL from a fic and yet, there is for sure some LOL-ing going on.
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And thus I will obnoxiously copy/paste my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE LINES. If this means I have to reread part 2 all over again? So be it. It's a price I will just have to suck up and pay.
There are things you can do. With coconuts, or volleyballs.
Oh my god, I died. WITH COCONUTS. OR VOLLEYBALLS. Also, it pleased me immensely that Michael was so helpful in pointing Jim in the direction of picking him as his choice of desert island castaway. The build-up in that portion of dialogue was fantastic, and it worked well in this script-format.
Another man I have kissed: Mose. He sometimes appreciates a peck on the temple before he goes to bed. It’s not unusual. Just because certain issues prevent him from leaving the beet farm doesn’t mean he doesn’t crave the immediacy of human touch. Of course, there are other days when physical contact sends him into a violent frenzy. I’ve gotten good at telling which kinds of days are which. Had to. Otherwise, I’d probably be missing my right eye. If not my right eye, then my left eye.
YES. I must quote that whole thing because it is a thing of HYSTERICAL GENIUS. A peck on the temple! Mose craving the immediacy of human touch! VIOLENT FRENZIES. If not my right eye, then my left eye. I just--AHH! I am reduced to SCREAMS of JOY. Plus, I always remember that Dwight kissed Oscar. ALWAYS.
Also-plus, the FIRE instead of truth or dare. JIM'S DARE. TO GET KISSED ON THE CHEEK. GOD. I CAN'T WAIT FOR THIS TO PLAY OUT.
Sleeping in the office? Kooky. That’s kooky. / The trick is to act like I’ve never done it before.
Hahahahahahahahaha! Maybe that might be my very favorite part.
How are you channeling every single character on this show with such total perfection?! How is everything so brilliant and wonderful and amazingly funny? Not just 'fic' funny, but LOL-funny. I am LOL-ing. I never LOL from a fic and yet, there is for sure some LOL-ing going on.
You rock my world.