Aug. 16th, 2007

nny: (geek grlz rule 01001111.01001011)
Ten Pop Culture References You Expect Your Nearest and Dearest to Get

Not so much 'expect to get' as 'ought to know, dammit'. :D


1. Jack, you have debauched my sloth!

2. Yes, master Falhurst, I'm well aware a good fonging is on the way.

3. Oh. I am gonna curl up in bed with the largest sandwich I can find.

4. I can't come to the phone right now, I'm eating corn chips and masturbating. Please leave a message.

5. I mean, you'd never *know* you were in a box, would you? It would be just like you were asleep in a box. Not that I'd like to sleep in a box, mind you. Not without any air. You'd wake up dead for a start, and then where would you be? In a box. That's the bit I don't like, frankly.

6. We're two grown men with important jobs who are standing in their underwear. Let's sing a song.

7. The sweep! I crushed down my rising hopes. I said, No - it is a thunderstorm, a small earthquake, or at most a destitute cow dying by inches in the chimney. I dared not court disappointment. It is so long since I was taken into anybody's confidence about a sweep.

8. His philosophy was a mixture of three famous schools -- the Cynics, the
Stoics and the Epicureans -- and summed up all three of them in his famous
phrase, "You can't trust any bugger further than you can throw him, and
there's nothing you can do about it, so let's have a drink."

9. You ever feel like you don't know who you are? Like if you weren't around somebody or had
somebody wasn't around you, that you wouldn't be you. Or at least not the you that you think you are. You know, you ever feel like that?

10. Buggre Alle this for a Larke I amme sick to mye Hart of typefettinge.



...man, I am so late for work. *flees*
nny: (geek grlz rule 01001111.01001011)
[Poll #1040262]


I'm just interested in seeing where we overlap. And where I ought to be looking for more. *grins*



ETA: something Good Omensy I found - I have no idea if I've posted it before. )
nny: (Admit it. You love me.)
"I took one of your shirts. One! This is hardly -" Rodney gestured angrily, vocabulary deserting him but Angry Hair completely intact. "Where the hell are my clothes, you vindictive little troll?"

Zelenka shrugged serenely, then carefully folded back the cuffs of the oversized shirt once more - they kept slipping over his hands.

"Hand over the coffee and we will discuss your wardrobe."

"Don't you think you're taking this revenge thing a little far?"

Radek stared at him narrowly.

"This from the man who piped Proclaimers into Carson's room for three weeks after he missed hairline fracture in your toe? Besides," he continued, stretching his arms out in front of him and wriggling a very little, "is not only revenge now I know how comfortable your clothes are, Rodney. You have been hiding fabric softener, perhaps?"

Rodney's mouth thinned a little, but he made no other response apart from refolding his blue dressing gown a little tighter around himself.

(Which had nothing at all to do, of course, with the boxers he was wearing - striped thinly in blue and white, they were a little more conservative than his usual tastes - it was just... cold in the lab. That was all.)
nny: (*facepalm*)
I committed another fic. :D


Dr McKaytoe Head

McKay/Sheppard, PG.



... look, I'm sorry about the title, okay? Once it occurred to me I just... I couldn't not.

*giggling*

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