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.
Old Bronze board with SO lists, Joss, Jane, Ty, and the night of the earthquake: Here
For those scrolling the Bronze board, it scrolls UP -- meaning start at the bottom.