It was only 321 words. You should be ashamed of yourself. Also: no kudos. :( it's like. who are you. you write me these treats, leave me 321-word comments, but when it comes to the things that matter -- I can't even look at you.
I know we went over this on Twitter BUT! I liked it too. Like, a lot. JOHN JUST SPEAKS TO ME, OKAY? Now I will quote the entire thing. Because.
"You're dildos," Anton said. "Both in the sense of you being giant dicks and looking really ridiculous to outsiders."
"That is such a brilliant metaphor I can't even be mad," Zach said as he put an arm around Anton. "Well done, you. All that Internet schoolin' really got the job done."
OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY? IT REALLY IS. I kind of fell off my seat at work, and I may or may not have fallen into a box of dildos.
looking like both a sexual predator and the Unabomber.
THIS IS SO TRUE, HE DOES.
"YO Z. Zoe Zoe Zoe. Zoe so wasted. Oh my god SO TRASHED. Zoe I'm here with husband number two -- not starter husband -- he's so pretty, and he's -- oh my god, how old are you? Oh, that's old. Twenty-five, you should be dead already. Oh my God, just kidding. Zoe I miss youuuuuuu call me call me call me -- Zoe, this bitch was on Broadway, that means he's -- shh I gotta go Zoe bye call me bye."Can this be
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I am so, so glad that now it's actually possible for someone to fall into a box of dildos while reading something I write. It's my new aspiration, I think, to make someone fall into a box of dildos.
CAVEAT: YOU HAVE TO RECORD THAT MESSAGE AS ZOE SALDANA DOING DRUNK!ZACH. It's a lot of layers of impressions and meaning, but I think it can be done!!!
I know I'm late to the party. Just getting around to read all the fic that came out during the holidays, but I digress. I loved this little tale. The banter, especially at the end, was nothing short of amazing. Brilliant work, BB. :D
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Can I just say again that I love your story? I -- I don't think I left you a long enough comment. did i gush enough.
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"You're dildos," Anton said. "Both in the sense of you being giant dicks and looking really ridiculous to outsiders."
"That is such a brilliant metaphor I can't even be mad," Zach said as he put an arm around Anton. "Well done, you. All that Internet schoolin' really got the job done."
OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY? IT REALLY IS. I kind of fell off my seat at work, and I may or may not have fallen into a box of dildos.
looking like both a sexual predator and the Unabomber.
THIS IS SO TRUE, HE DOES.
"YO Z. Zoe Zoe Zoe. Zoe so wasted. Oh my god SO TRASHED. Zoe I'm here with husband number two -- not starter husband -- he's so pretty, and he's -- oh my god, how old are you? Oh, that's old. Twenty-five, you should be dead already. Oh my God, just kidding. Zoe I miss youuuuuuu call me call me call me -- Zoe, this bitch was on Broadway, that means he's -- shh I gotta go Zoe bye call me bye."Can this be ( ... )
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I am so, so glad that now it's actually possible for someone to fall into a box of dildos while reading something I write. It's my new aspiration, I think, to make someone fall into a box of dildos.
CAVEAT: YOU HAVE TO RECORD THAT MESSAGE AS ZOE SALDANA DOING DRUNK!ZACH. It's a lot of layers of impressions and meaning, but I think it can be done!!!
Anyway, yes, omg, glad you enjoyed. ♥
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