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I don't know about you, but I need a break from the trials and tribs of Connie "I need a may-unnn" Poirier.
Dawn’s Bad Haircut
2 years ago
One moment, the foobs were in a teal-and-lavender monstrosity of a wedding, and the next they were propelled back into the past. But it was a different version of the past. What happened?
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Lemme guess; his next move is to complain to Elly about how bad this makes him look and he gets blown off.
Oh, John Patterson. It could be worse. Just thinking about all the comments Rod Johnston had to have gotten through all the years about you, you should be glad the Yammersons are mild in comparison.
This is made of win. :)
The natural follow-up to this, of course, is to have John encounter a band of snarky anti-fans who correspond with their very own "Yammerverse" newsletter. Including members who write in-character fix-fics.
John, inspired, begins writing a fic where Emmy goes insane...
Excellent! Also, you're in my brain, as I had something similar set up for Tracey's February or March letter (depends on the weather).
But is there a camera in her house?
Lemme guess; his next move is to complain to Elly about how bad this makes him look and he gets blown off.
Yeah, I think that's pretty well a given, but I'll probably leave that to everyone's imagination and move onto something else.
Oh, John Patterson. It could be worse. Just thinking about all the comments Rod Johnston had to have gotten through all the years about you, you should be glad the Yammersons are mild in comparison.
Rod Johnston would scoff at how easy John has it. :)
This is made of win.
Thanks, Muzition. :)
The natural follow-up to this, of course, is to have John encounter a band of snarky anti-fans who correspond with their very own "Yammerverse" newsletter. Including members who write in-character fix-fics.
Heh. I was imagining Emmy Yammerson also doing a comic strip, and Joe Yammerson encountering the same problem John just did.
John, inspired, begins writing a fic where Emmy goes insane...
He has very good source material for a fic like that. ;)
Excellent!
Thanks. :)
Also, you're in my brain, as I had something similar set up for Tracey's February or March letter (depends on the weather).
I can tell you that your brain is a much, much nicer place than Lynn's.
But is there a camera in her house?
Why, no--of course not!
Psst... forworse, that item you're looking for is under the sofa. ;)
Psst... forworse, that item you're looking for is under the sofa. ;)
If you are in my brain, my apologies for dreaming about work several times last night. I wasn't impressed either.
I was looking under the sofa this morning while the laptop booted up. Of course, you've already been through this stage of childraising, so it's a fairly safe bet that I'll be doing it several times a day. If you'd guessed that it was the torso of a doll who regularly has her head and limbs ripped off by the toddler, then I'd really begin to worry.
If you'd guessed that it was the torso of a doll who regularly has her head and limbs ripped off by the toddler, then I'd really begin to worry.
::snerk::
That's why horoscope writers learn to use such vague language. They never say "Your co-worker Monique will call in sick and you'll have to do her job as well as yours today!" Or "the people who use the convenience store across the street from you will continue to drop their trash on your front lawn." ;)
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