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Apr. 12th, 2009
That was the Make-A-Wish kid!
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:37 pmThere is nothing I do not love about this.
"... We've asked Chris to change his name."
Leverage, I will bear your alien ET babies. Say the word.
... everything in my dorm smells like ham.
"... We've asked Chris to change his name."
Leverage, I will bear your alien ET babies. Say the word.
... everything in my dorm smells like ham.
I'm reading fic, right?
And it's kid!fic. My ovaries, they swoon.
Anyway, kid spits up on Hetero!Man
Hetero!Man heads for the sink, baby in hand.
Other Hetero!Man: "You can't wash him in the sink. He's not dishes!"
Maybe I'm a sucker for domesticity (I know, right?), but that moment made me do a happy dance.
And it's kid!fic. My ovaries, they swoon.
Anyway, kid spits up on Hetero!Man
Hetero!Man heads for the sink, baby in hand.
Other Hetero!Man: "You can't wash him in the sink. He's not dishes!"
Maybe I'm a sucker for domesticity (I know, right?), but that moment made me do a happy dance.
You know what I love doing?
I love getting caught up in something and then looking up to realize that your stomach is trying to digest you spine, the cafeteria closed over an hour ago, you have no money, and the food that you do have takes almost 30 minutes to cook.
Awesome.
I love getting caught up in something and then looking up to realize that your stomach is trying to digest you spine, the cafeteria closed over an hour ago, you have no money, and the food that you do have takes almost 30 minutes to cook.
Awesome.