While I wasn't a big cleavage-y slut bomb
Oh, come on. Just admit it ...
Oh, see I *wanted* to be a big cleavage-y slut bomb, but something about being a GIANT GEEK just kept getting in my way. I was an awkward, smoking and cussing, music-too-loud-listening-to, snotty-editor-of-the-student-newspaper, friends-with-faculty geek. (So OK, I wasn't much like Faith, but more like her than Buffy or Willow. Imagine that Faith and Andrea from 90210 had a kid. Except it was Mexican.)
And as far as the dance of Faith love - no power on this earth..
Also I will never forget the first time I lurked at the Bronze and saw the sig files and tried to read them like they were part of the posts. I was VERY confused.
My big dream was to be a cleavagey slutbomb...that is, when I didn't wanna be President like Lisa Simpson. But they give that job to anybody, nowadays.
My big dream was to be a cleavagey slutbomb
It kind of still is my dream. Well, one of them.
And as far as the dance of Faith love - no power on this earth..
[Looks heavenward, then hellward, for a little back-up ...]
when I didn't wanna be President like Lisa Simpson. But they give that job to anybody, nowadays.
Yeah, and you don't even have to win to get it.
Dear lord -- edited for spelling. Yikes.
If my dad was that well-connected, I'd be President, too. But he'd still nag me about balancing my checkbook.
Then you could declare yourself Executive Cleavagey Slutbomb and everyone would have to say "Yes, Ms. Slutbomb, I'll get this fic posted right away ma'am."
Damn straight.(Or, maybe not)
Then you could declare yourself Executive Cleavagey Slutbomb and everyone would have to say "Yes, Ms. Slutbomb, I'll get this fic posted right away ma'am."
See, that's an America where everyone would want to live and write.
Jen has been rendered speechless...
Jen has been rendered speechless...
Oh, how happy that would make so many.
Nah -- I just liked that *Hey, I don't even have to write, I can just post other people's posts in a different order to say what I want. Cool.*
I dont' have much trouble entertaining me.
ETA: and then I was going to explain that in post, you know, but that would've been a whole circular negating the beauty and making it not true anymore thing.