Have you started writing your entry for Challenge #8, Make Laura Happy with a Holiday yet? No? Well, go read
The Contest Rules right now, and think of an idea.
We'll wait.
Based on a comment thread that got a little out of hand,
icedteainthebag and
flamingo55 decided to make good on their threat promise to write a fic based on Madonna's "Holiday". As it's not
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Gaeta as the material girl is great! And Baltar doing live to tell so fits. I'm sure Madonna meant her lyrics exactly that way - lol
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She infused Baltar with Live to Tell... it makes *so* much sense, lol. We should send this to Madonna. I'm sure she'd care.
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Thank you - I'm so glad you enjoyed our crackfest. :)
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OMG.
My faves, let me list them for you guys:
"It would be...It would be - "
"So nice," Laura sighed.
You have no idea how much Madonna was gathering cobwebs in my brain. Seriously, I knew, like, every song and I've never owned a single Madonna album. I've decided this is scary -- like we'll all be activated to do some nefarious government's bidding after being triggered by implanted Madonna lyrics in our brains ...
Never mind.
Bill knew this was code for a Cylon Raider attack; Gaeta had rewritten all of the action stations into literary allusions, so as not to cause any more widespread panic and mayhem amongst the insipid civilian population.
The entire hangar bay crew erupted in cheers, threw each other into wheeled carts and ran around in circles, as they often did when they were celebrating something. The only one not celebrating was Helo. This did not surprise Bill.
One of the groupies - Paula? Angelina? Lourdes? <-- bwahahahahaha
Bill frowned. She was doing it again - reciting ( ... )
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Damn straight. First rule of crack: you can never go too far. You taught me that.
like we'll all be activated to do some nefarious government's bidding after being triggered by implanted Madonna lyrics in our brains ...
Soon we'll be hearing it from the walls, softly drifting into our consciousnesses... "True love... you're the one I'm... dreamin' of..." and we can look around and curse about the frakkin' walls and what will be great is that EVERYONE WILL BE DOING IT.
I loved that you picked your favorite lines, and that they're such a combo of both flamingo55 and me. And that you loved the Comic Con shoutout. ♥
((((Lars)))) Happy to make you laugh :)
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It was tremendous fun to write - I'm glad it was fun to read. And now I'm kinda sad about the Olympic Carrier - those were some famous passengers.
I've decided this is scary -- like we'll all be activated to do some nefarious government's bidding after being triggered by implanted Madonna lyrics in our brains ...
Oh, damn. Now we have to kill you.
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a) Please continue.
b) How can I get it?
I laughed so hard while reading this... I snorted tea all over my living room table.
Fell off the couch at regarding her with his piercing, almost unnaturally blue eyes. and was a goner at "Don't cry for me Argentina...".
I can never watch Evita without cracking up! I hope you're happy!
Thank you. :-)
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b) here, come with me to the room in the back...
We have destroyed furniture. We have injured people. We have gotten people nearly evicted from their homes. This is amazing.
I really want to watch Evita now. I am blaming you. None of this is my fault.
Thank you for reading. :)
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So very happy we could make you laugh - who among us does not need that? And sorry about ruining Evita. My bad. :)
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"Only the one that hurts you can make you feel better," he told Saul, dismissing him to go frak his promiscuous wife. DISMISSING HIM TO GO FRAK HIS PROMISCUOUS WIFE.
Also: When Bill returned to his quarters later, he found Laura pacing, barefoot, ripping up index cards and breaking pencils all over his cabin, muttering to herself. "Greta Garbo, and Monroe. Dietrich and DiMaggio."
Bill frowned. She was doing it again - reciting names from the Olympic Carrier. She did it whenever she felt particularly stressed or guilty.
I LOLed. A ton.
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I don't know why, but this:
DISMISSING HIM TO GO FRAK HIS PROMISCUOUS WIFE.
...made me laugh so frakking hard.
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"Frakking helarious!" the choir of harem girls belts out. ;)
Truly amazing!
*nearly died over this fic*
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And yay! for the harem choir. :)
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By actually killing you readers you won’t get so many nice comments. ;)
I would really like to have this harem choir following me around to chant after me.
Huuu! This sudden boost of persuasive power! (Or just the power to drive everyone around utterly nuts.) xD
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