No, there is no explanation.
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edigo I would write her drunken, grass skirt!fic. circe_tigana said something about Dom standing on his hands. Please keep in mind that this is all dialogue for a good reason: I wrote it in like 20 minutes.
LOTRips
DM & BB in...
Only the Slightest Bit Insane
“’ello?”
“You didn’t ring me tonight."
“I didn’t what?”
“’s all right though, I won’t hold it against you when I’m sober and did I mention I’ve made you a pressie?”
“You what?”
"'s a kilt is what it is!"
"Dom?"
"Miss me yet, Bills?"
"Dom, it's -- it's three in the fucking morning."
"Not in Honolulu, it's not."
"But I'm not in Honolulu, you daft --"
"I've made you a kilt, too!"
"You're – you, yes, I heard that. Dom, what are you on?"
"Right now, I'm on 'Rock the Casbah' but I'm off to shag the queen. How do you fancy the Pistols, Bill?'
"Dom, I'm ringing off."
"No! No, no wait, look, I'm making your kilt right now!"
"Right, and I've got silk coming out my arse, that's nice, can I go to sleep now?'
"No! No, I just wanted, you know, I was thinking about you…"
"While you were pissed?"
"No, while I was making your grass kilt."
"While you were what?"
"Your kilt, I'm making you a grass kilt."
"Did I already ask you what you're on, because, really, what are you on?"
"Sadly, not you, but I hope to rectify that situation in about three days."
“And that’ll be on this grass kilt your making then?”
“Absolutely. It might itch a bit, but that’s all right. You can wear pants underneath, I won’t tell.”
“Scots don’t wear anything underneath their kilts, Dom, you know that.”
“’course I do, but I thought with the grass and all, I wouldn’t want you to itch.”
“Your consideration amazes me.”
“I know, I’m brilliant, you can thank me later.”
“Right, so this grass kilt -- you’ve been smoking grass is that what this is all about?”
“No, that’s not it at all, I just thought – I was walking about, you know, on my hands –“
“As you are often wont to do.”
“Right, and you know, I thought about you in a skirt.”
“Dom, are you listening to yourself at all, because I am, and grass kilts and walking on your hands -– don’t you have a job now?”
“Well, yeah, but I can’t be shooting all the time.”
“Not unless J.J. has you shot first.”
“Is this your way of saying you don’t want your present?”
“No, that’s not what I said at all.”
“Well, then –“
“Well then what?”
“Will you wear your skirt for me when I get home?”
“Is this some feminisation bit?”
“Is this some what what?”
“Nothing, nothing, look, it’s late, or early, whatever it is, I need to sleep. Can I ring off now?”
“Yeah, yes, I just – I wanted you to know I’m thinking about you.”
“I’m thinking about you too.”
“Just probably not in a grass skirt.”
“No, but bring back one for yourself as well and we can change that.”
“You cheeky bugger.”
“I try.”
“I know.”
“Can I go to sleep now then?”
“I know how you coffin dodgers get, so if you must, you must.”
“I’ll remember that OAP bit when you get home you know.”
“I hope so. Good night, Bills.”
“Night, Dom.”
-end’
edigo I would write her drunken, grass skirt!fic. circe_tigana said something about Dom standing on his hands. Please keep in mind that this is all dialogue for a good reason: I wrote it in like 20 minutes. LOTRips
DM & BB in...
Only the Slightest Bit Insane
“’ello?”
“You didn’t ring me tonight."
“I didn’t what?”
“’s all right though, I won’t hold it against you when I’m sober and did I mention I’ve made you a pressie?”
“You what?”
"'s a kilt is what it is!"
"Dom?"
"Miss me yet, Bills?"
"Dom, it's -- it's three in the fucking morning."
"Not in Honolulu, it's not."
"But I'm not in Honolulu, you daft --"
"I've made you a kilt, too!"
"You're – you, yes, I heard that. Dom, what are you on?"
"Right now, I'm on 'Rock the Casbah' but I'm off to shag the queen. How do you fancy the Pistols, Bill?'
"Dom, I'm ringing off."
"No! No, no wait, look, I'm making your kilt right now!"
"Right, and I've got silk coming out my arse, that's nice, can I go to sleep now?'
"No! No, I just wanted, you know, I was thinking about you…"
"While you were pissed?"
"No, while I was making your grass kilt."
"While you were what?"
"Your kilt, I'm making you a grass kilt."
"Did I already ask you what you're on, because, really, what are you on?"
"Sadly, not you, but I hope to rectify that situation in about three days."
“And that’ll be on this grass kilt your making then?”
“Absolutely. It might itch a bit, but that’s all right. You can wear pants underneath, I won’t tell.”
“Scots don’t wear anything underneath their kilts, Dom, you know that.”
“’course I do, but I thought with the grass and all, I wouldn’t want you to itch.”
“Your consideration amazes me.”
“I know, I’m brilliant, you can thank me later.”
“Right, so this grass kilt -- you’ve been smoking grass is that what this is all about?”
“No, that’s not it at all, I just thought – I was walking about, you know, on my hands –“
“As you are often wont to do.”
“Right, and you know, I thought about you in a skirt.”
“Dom, are you listening to yourself at all, because I am, and grass kilts and walking on your hands -– don’t you have a job now?”
“Well, yeah, but I can’t be shooting all the time.”
“Not unless J.J. has you shot first.”
“Is this your way of saying you don’t want your present?”
“No, that’s not what I said at all.”
“Well, then –“
“Well then what?”
“Will you wear your skirt for me when I get home?”
“Is this some feminisation bit?”
“Is this some what what?”
“Nothing, nothing, look, it’s late, or early, whatever it is, I need to sleep. Can I ring off now?”
“Yeah, yes, I just – I wanted you to know I’m thinking about you.”
“I’m thinking about you too.”
“Just probably not in a grass skirt.”
“No, but bring back one for yourself as well and we can change that.”
“You cheeky bugger.”
“I try.”
“I know.”
“Can I go to sleep now then?”
“I know how you coffin dodgers get, so if you must, you must.”
“I’ll remember that OAP bit when you get home you know.”
“I hope so. Good night, Bills.”
“Night, Dom.”
-end’
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Date: 2004-03-26 05:02 pm (UTC):D
...but this is supposed to be about you, so, um.
trust you to take one glance at whatever rubbish it is i'm saying and run with it and write CRACK OMG. and, dude, do i love your 20-minute crack. i love it like seth loves ryan, like sirius loves remus, like billy loves dom, like lex sekritly loves clark, like-- um. you get the idea.
just, thanks, babe. *pets liek a lot*
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Date: 2004-03-29 09:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-26 05:12 pm (UTC)“As you are often wont to do.”
I love you. I think this constitutes killing two bizarre premises with one big styrofoam boulder.
::hearts::
Now I'm going to have to make an icon ;)
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Date: 2004-03-26 09:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-29 09:04 am (UTC)I have no idea what came over me, clearly it was a case of 'let's write the most insane thing i can think of and set a time limit on it.' also, thank you so much for the icon, it's lovely!
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Date: 2004-03-26 05:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-27 12:21 am (UTC)coffin dodger = an old person (i.e. so old they're 'dodging' the coffin)
Hope that clears it up!
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Date: 2004-03-26 05:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-26 05:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-26 06:28 pm (UTC)Fav line:
“Your consideration amazes me.”
I can hear Billy's voice. Heeeeee. Very cute.
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Date: 2004-03-26 06:53 pm (UTC)Did I already ask you what you're on, because, really, what are you on?"
"Sadly, not you, but I hope to rectify that situation in about three days."
::snort:: I loved it.
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Date: 2004-03-26 07:31 pm (UTC)Lovely.
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Date: 2004-03-26 07:58 pm (UTC)this made me giggle. *smiles, thumbs up*
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Date: 2004-03-26 11:00 pm (UTC)Oh, no, there's an explanation, all right. You're bloody insane. But that's why I like you!
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Date: 2004-03-29 12:15 pm (UTC)That's always good to know.
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Date: 2004-03-26 11:18 pm (UTC)Hee hee hee. That line cracked me up.
I liked this. It was reminiscent of many a drunken conversation I myself have had, although I don't think many of them have involved grass kilts.
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Date: 2004-03-27 12:25 am (UTC)this was great!
and crack, omg I'm going to be so late!
grass kilts!
Date: 2004-03-27 01:11 am (UTC)Just a quick little inspired doodle.
<3
Re: grass kilts!
Date: 2004-03-27 07:07 am (UTC)Re: grass kilts!
Date: 2004-03-29 09:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-27 12:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-27 12:24 pm (UTC)This is lovely, darling. Funny and so subtly sweet.
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Date: 2004-03-28 11:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-28 07:47 pm (UTC)BWEEEEE!!!
I realize I am leaving you absolutely crap feedback, but how many times can I read a story and think, "I should write a letter. Dear Z., I love your writing and think you're amazing and incredible and your stories never fail to transport me to a better place, even the ones about war and death; especially the ones about Lex and Billy. Love, A." ? Right.
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Date: 2004-03-29 11:47 am (UTC)You're adorable, yet, very funny. Like Dom.
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Date: 2004-03-29 12:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-29 12:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-29 12:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-29 09:48 am (UTC)"As you are often wont to do."
heeeeee. :D so cute.