Amen, sister. Ain't it ike a weight around your neck? (I'm speaking in generalities, of cours, not of this fic.) Har har. Cunts. midget cunts. HAR HAR.
*grinning like mad* thanks, lady; you made me choke on my morning coffee at least three times here LOL! I simply love your hobbits, as always. And Viggo slipping that icecube down the old wizard's back (and "cackling like a madman") ... Priceless!!!
I'm so happy you updated this, it has been so long :)
Heehee... tricksey, annoying hobbits. They'd get under anyone skin after a while. *g* And yay for wild man Viggo teasing Ian. :D Was really happy to see this chapter, sweetie. *hugs*
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(I'm speaking in generalities, of cours, not of this fic.) Har har. Cunts. midget cunts. HAR HAR.
*loves*
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It's a massive weight around my neck. I just want to finish it so I can write short one-shots about Viggo and Orlando skulking about in Paris, etc. :p
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I'm so happy you updated this, it has been so long :)
-thanks!
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...hmm. My name isnt actually Melacita. Or anything even close to it. Oh well. :P I'm still going to finish it.
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