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hackthis_archive) wrote2004-08-11 02:59 pm
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So, I was thinking today about slash in general and how easy we have it today (LJ, e-mail, Internet) compared to the old skool fandoms like Star Trek and Starsky & Hutch, which had to pimp their stuff in three feet of snow going uphill in both directions. They had it rough no doubt, but then I was thinking about the real back in the day slashers and how rough it must have been for them, because you know when Pride and Prejudice came out back in 1813 there had to be at least two women in the world who thought Darcy and Bingley were having at it in Netherfield. I mean c'mon look at the name of the house, Netherfield, people? More like Large Shack O'Love.
What? Don't tell me you don't see it.
Also, Entourage fans (all eight of us)
dammitcarl made us a community!
the_guesthouse. Run, fly, drive like Drama and Turtle trying to get laid!
What? Don't tell me you don't see it.
Also, Entourage fans (all eight of us)
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*snerk* And hell, what about Charlotte and Lizzie? Or is the most recent production clouding my brain again? :)
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I am counting the days until I move back into my happy, shiny apartment with the free cable and finally get HBO and Showtime again. I missed all the good shit this summer.
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One of these days, I'm gonna write some Entourage slash. Yes I will. Because it's THERE.
::joins::
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I'm just saying.
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Darcy and Bingley were having at it in Netherfield. I mean c'mon look at the name of the house, Netherfield, people? i think this every day. the belief in this statement is the first entry in my RuleBook. Darcy so surly and proud and cold! Bingley so friendly and, er, laughingly cajoling his friend into bed.
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ye old conventions.
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Damn you! I just spit coffee onto my keyboard... : P
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Mer
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You know, the corset sure was a hinderence in sitting comfortably whilst cranking out neatly-penned copies of the latest 'zine. And postage! Why, my dear father had to frank so many packages to sundry London address that he swore I would bankrupt him.
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