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hackthis_archive) wrote2007-12-20 01:05 pm
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Nuts.
I no can has pinch hit. :-( So. First ten people to drop me a pairing and an improv word will get a sentence of a story that doesn't exist. And by sentence I prolly mean like 100 words. Okay, I have my ten. No more! And before I forget:
Dearest Awesome Yuletide Writer Person:
I am out of town next week, but as soon as I can I will be sending you most slovering and effusive feedback.
<3,
Me.
Dearest Awesome Yuletide Writer Person:
I am out of town next week, but as soon as I can I will be sending you most slovering and effusive feedback.
<3,
Me.
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The phallic nature of bananas has never really occurred to Bryce until today. He's a guy, he knows pretty much every guy associates everything possible with sex, or blow jobs, or hand jobs or anything related to sex, but Bryce has been trying very hard not to associate sex with Chuck. Not that he doesn't find Chuck attractive in his own bumbling, gangly, geeky adorable -- anyway, Chuck and sex is a big no in Bryce's book. Except for when Chuck is reading his quantum physics book and happily eating a banana the size of -- okay, it's so the same size as Bryce's dick.
The biting and chewing are a bit scary, but as far as Bryce can tell, Chuck would give an excellent blow job and that's definitely information he didn't need in his arsenal.
He needs a distraction. This seems like an excellent time for a pillow fight. He'll just let Chuck finish his banana first.