Signs of the Zodiac.
Title: Signs of the Zodiac
Rating: R
Genre: Parody/Even more Retardation
Summery: The dramatic sequel to Strawberry Gashes!
Fandom: Harry Potter
Disclaimer: Characters © Rowling. Lyrics © Rasputina. As a warning, I just know this fic is going to offend somebody.
Do you believe in the Signs of the Zodiac?
“WELL. THIS SUCKS.” Shrieked the scarlet pile of goo that had been a certain Michael Corner not five minutes ago. “THIS REALLY JUST MAKES ME SNARK.”
Haven't you found that the systems for
Planning always fail?
Can you avoid what gave Daddy his heart attack?
Have you tried everything, anything
All to no avail?
“YOU’RE TELLING ME,” bellowed the charmingly lovely pile of goo on top of the former Michael Corner pile of goo.
I know what you need.
This will really work.
In ancient times, if you were sick
They make you bleed.
Oh, honey I know it hurts.
“DAPHNE. DAPHNE MY DARLING DEAREST. YOU’RE DEAD AS WELL? THIS IS JUST GREAT. LET’S SMUT BEFORE WE GET EATEN BY SOME SORT OF BEAST,” was Michael’s tragically heartfelt response to his one true love.
Look all around you and notice you're not alone.
We want to give you the courage to
Go a different way.
Think of the love and attention we all have shown.
What did we do when we heard, well, we
All came right away.
“KAY. BUT ONLY IF I CAN TOP.”
I know what you need.
This will really work.
In ancient times, if you were sick
They make you bleed.
Oh, honey I know it hurts.
The two piles of commenced with the smutting (the dirty little wankers!). It involved a lot of squishing and squashing, mishing and mashing, and a liberal use of other sound effects that make people feel queasy.
Do you believe in the Signs of the Zodiac?
SQUISH. SQUISH. SQUISH.
I know what you need.
This will really work.
In ancient times, if you were sick
They make you bleed.
Oh, honey I know it hurts.
“WOW. THAT WAS THE BEST SMUT I’VE EVER HAD,” screeched Michael-Goo after the extra dirty organ-smut.
Do you believe in the Signs of the Zodiac?
“I’LL SAY. OH SNAPE! HERE COMES A CENTAUR. I FEAR HE’S GOING TO EAT US. GOSH THIS JUST ISN’T OUR DAY.”
And then the two were gobbled up.
THE VERY TRAGIC YET SEXY END.
Rating: R
Genre: Parody/Even more Retardation
Summery: The dramatic sequel to Strawberry Gashes!
Fandom: Harry Potter
Disclaimer: Characters © Rowling. Lyrics © Rasputina. As a warning, I just know this fic is going to offend somebody.
Do you believe in the Signs of the Zodiac?
“WELL. THIS SUCKS.” Shrieked the scarlet pile of goo that had been a certain Michael Corner not five minutes ago. “THIS REALLY JUST MAKES ME SNARK.”
Haven't you found that the systems for
Planning always fail?
Can you avoid what gave Daddy his heart attack?
Have you tried everything, anything
All to no avail?
“YOU’RE TELLING ME,” bellowed the charmingly lovely pile of goo on top of the former Michael Corner pile of goo.
I know what you need.
This will really work.
In ancient times, if you were sick
They make you bleed.
Oh, honey I know it hurts.
“DAPHNE. DAPHNE MY DARLING DEAREST. YOU’RE DEAD AS WELL? THIS IS JUST GREAT. LET’S SMUT BEFORE WE GET EATEN BY SOME SORT OF BEAST,” was Michael’s tragically heartfelt response to his one true love.
Look all around you and notice you're not alone.
We want to give you the courage to
Go a different way.
Think of the love and attention we all have shown.
What did we do when we heard, well, we
All came right away.
“KAY. BUT ONLY IF I CAN TOP.”
I know what you need.
This will really work.
In ancient times, if you were sick
They make you bleed.
Oh, honey I know it hurts.
The two piles of commenced with the smutting (the dirty little wankers!). It involved a lot of squishing and squashing, mishing and mashing, and a liberal use of other sound effects that make people feel queasy.
Do you believe in the Signs of the Zodiac?
SQUISH. SQUISH. SQUISH.
I know what you need.
This will really work.
In ancient times, if you were sick
They make you bleed.
Oh, honey I know it hurts.
“WOW. THAT WAS THE BEST SMUT I’VE EVER HAD,” screeched Michael-Goo after the extra dirty organ-smut.
Do you believe in the Signs of the Zodiac?
“I’LL SAY. OH SNAPE! HERE COMES A CENTAUR. I FEAR HE’S GOING TO EAT US. GOSH THIS JUST ISN’T OUR DAY.”
And then the two were gobbled up.
THE VERY TRAGIC YET SEXY END.