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"Dean tweaked the opacity on his jeans until Dad pinged him."
Um,
derryderrydown and I had a conversation.
angstslashhope: "love bar" is such a precarious phrase.
angstslashhope: as in, dean has a particular fondness for john's love bar.
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: o.O
angstslashhope: THIS IS WHAT I THINK WHEN I SEE A POST LIKE THAT
derryderrydown: Oh, god.
derryderrydown: I automatically thought you were using love bar as a dodgy euphemism.
derryderrydown: I'd forgotten the existence of those colour bar things.
angstslashhope: i was!
angstslashhope: ahahahah
angstslashhope: AHAHAHAH
derryderrydown: "Oh, Daddy," Dean groaned. "Fill me with your mighty love bar!"
angstslashhope: i would love to write a story full of misused fandom euphemisms. like love bar.
angstslashhope: and GIPples
derryderrydown: GIPples?
angstslashhope: like nipples, only animated.
derryderrydown: AHAHAHAHAHA.
angstslashhope: and instead of multiple orgasms, the characters would have ETAs
derryderrydown: Would there be red-hot manspears in your story?
angstslashhope: only if that were some form of tropical fruit
derryderrydown: *cackles insanely*
angstslashhope: the characters would leave feedback instead of money shot
derryderrydown: LJ porn!
angstslashhope: "john's feedback painted dean's thighs decadently, like a photoshop brush credited to lj user..."
derryderrydown: Oh, your brain. It's such a special place.
angstslashhope: john's paid account drabbled at the thought of dean's lj portal. "click me, dad!" dean commented. "click my cut tag!"
derryderrydown: "I'll use my ljtoys on you," John growled.
angstslashhope: this would be a night john would tag to easily access later.
angstslashhope: dean was already adding it to his memories, too.
derryderrydown: "This- oh!" Dean writhed. "This is going in my Memories, Daddy!"
derryderrydown: Ahaha.
angstslashhope: meanwhile, sam was being cryptic in his locked post. "why was i banned from the community?" he anonymoused.
derryderrydown: "It's going in my del.icio.us," John told him, thrusting his ljtoys into Dean's filtered flist.
angstslashhope: i thought they might get to the flisting later, after they'd made some drunken posts.
derryderrydown: Oh, okay. Into Dean's userinfo, then.
angstslashhope: and john has had a chance to keymash his fingers through dean's hair while dean's in away mode.
derryderrydown: Oh, YOU.
angstslashhope: U!
angstslashhope: cmon, even before they had phone posting they totally checked joule EVERY DAY.
angstslashhope: would it be in bad taste to make a comment about throbbing man meta at this point?
derryderrydown: Oh, god, constantly checking joule to see if they've been flisted by someone who MIGHT be Daddy.
derryderrydown: analysing every anonymous post...
angstslashhope: this one time they get kinky and dean picspams the entire encounter without telling john.
angstslashhope: and lurks in the tray, sniffing john's guns.
angstslashhope: ...
derryderrydown: ...
angstslashhope: um.
derryderrydown: Of course, John wouldn't actually be *capable* of any of this. *
angstslashhope: this is actually sam's fantasy as he's jerking off in his dorm room.
* I might just have a 'thing' about John being canonically technologically incompetent. ("the man can barely work a toaster...") That simple thought can keep me entertained for many an hour.
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angstslashhope: "love bar" is such a precarious phrase.
angstslashhope: as in, dean has a particular fondness for john's love bar.
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: ...
derryderrydown: o.O
angstslashhope: THIS IS WHAT I THINK WHEN I SEE A POST LIKE THAT
derryderrydown: Oh, god.
derryderrydown: I automatically thought you were using love bar as a dodgy euphemism.
derryderrydown: I'd forgotten the existence of those colour bar things.
angstslashhope: i was!
angstslashhope: ahahahah
angstslashhope: AHAHAHAH
derryderrydown: "Oh, Daddy," Dean groaned. "Fill me with your mighty love bar!"
angstslashhope: i would love to write a story full of misused fandom euphemisms. like love bar.
angstslashhope: and GIPples
derryderrydown: GIPples?
angstslashhope: like nipples, only animated.
derryderrydown: AHAHAHAHAHA.
angstslashhope: and instead of multiple orgasms, the characters would have ETAs
derryderrydown: Would there be red-hot manspears in your story?
angstslashhope: only if that were some form of tropical fruit
derryderrydown: *cackles insanely*
angstslashhope: the characters would leave feedback instead of money shot
derryderrydown: LJ porn!
angstslashhope: "john's feedback painted dean's thighs decadently, like a photoshop brush credited to lj user..."
derryderrydown: Oh, your brain. It's such a special place.
angstslashhope: john's paid account drabbled at the thought of dean's lj portal. "click me, dad!" dean commented. "click my cut tag!"
derryderrydown: "I'll use my ljtoys on you," John growled.
angstslashhope: this would be a night john would tag to easily access later.
angstslashhope: dean was already adding it to his memories, too.
derryderrydown: "This- oh!" Dean writhed. "This is going in my Memories, Daddy!"
derryderrydown: Ahaha.
angstslashhope: meanwhile, sam was being cryptic in his locked post. "why was i banned from the community?" he anonymoused.
derryderrydown: "It's going in my del.icio.us," John told him, thrusting his ljtoys into Dean's filtered flist.
angstslashhope: i thought they might get to the flisting later, after they'd made some drunken posts.
derryderrydown: Oh, okay. Into Dean's userinfo, then.
angstslashhope: and john has had a chance to keymash his fingers through dean's hair while dean's in away mode.
derryderrydown: Oh, YOU.
angstslashhope: U!
angstslashhope: cmon, even before they had phone posting they totally checked joule EVERY DAY.
angstslashhope: would it be in bad taste to make a comment about throbbing man meta at this point?
derryderrydown: Oh, god, constantly checking joule to see if they've been flisted by someone who MIGHT be Daddy.
derryderrydown: analysing every anonymous post...
angstslashhope: this one time they get kinky and dean picspams the entire encounter without telling john.
angstslashhope: and lurks in the tray, sniffing john's guns.
angstslashhope: ...
derryderrydown: ...
angstslashhope: um.
derryderrydown: Of course, John wouldn't actually be *capable* of any of this. *
angstslashhope: this is actually sam's fantasy as he's jerking off in his dorm room.
(LJ-ify your IMs before pasting!)
* I might just have a 'thing' about John being canonically technologically incompetent. ("the man can barely work a toaster...") That simple thought can keep me entertained for many an hour.
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You guys are special. In a really awesome way.
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Oooo, dirrty.
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And then eventually shooting it, on the grounds that it was probably possessed.
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despite all the cock Dean was sucking, John couldn't actually afford Pop Tarts. So he just told Sam he couldn't work the toaster.Then again, John shooting the toaster and making Sammy cry is an image as endearing.
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And then I died.
Because.
Animated nipples. For some reason. Have been. On. My mind. All night. Not like there's some AD ON TV (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d2g5A4FKAmw) or something.
*shares the brainpain*
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*gets John laid*
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There should be a warning to those of us just having our first cup of coffee-"WARNING-may cause uncontrolled spewing of liquids on keyboards & monitors! Posters take no responsibility for damage caused by unleashed liquids!"
It's probably a good thing I can't access this at work, or the MiBs would be escorting me out the door.
Thank you for sharing. I'm off to get ready for another day.
Watch out for the blue monkeys!
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blue monkeys, eh?
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you give me gigantic grins of happiness.
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:D
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Right about there is where I descended into LMFAO.
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If I get fired from my job for giggling like a maniac and being utterly unable to explain why, ON YOUR HEAD BE IT!
*diez*
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You can be my....
..... um....
PERSONAL CHEERLEADER!
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(see wot i did there, see? *g*)
<3<3<3
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the meat/meta typo is probably my favourite one ever.
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Roommate: What?
Me: Um. *snorfle* Nothing. *snickersnort* Nothing at all. *cracks up again*
Roommate: Okaaaay.
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