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deelaundryHave some first lines to fics I may or may not write (except the Foreman one; that I'm writing).
I have always thought that my mother was beautiful. Her hair, her eyes, her smile, her unusual earlobes. It was a grave disappointment to discover many in my cohort did not share my assessment.
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"We're not gay!" Wilson says in a voice that wants to rumble like thunder but instead floats like a cottonball cloud.
"Maybe you're not," Lucas says.
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There have to be limits to self-loathing, Wilson had said once, which only goes to show you how firmly entrenched the man is in the clay-packed earth of denial.
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If one more person makes one more fawning remark about Wilson's adorable new kitty-witty num-num-num, House is going to pukey-wukey over said person's shoes, shirt, and hair.
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When Foreman walked in at three p.m. on the dot, the preschool classroom was bright, colorful, tidy, and completely empty.
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“You really are incredibly easy.”
“What was that?’
“Easy and dumb. Throw in a pair of double-Ds and you’d be Christina Tulane from my high school. Her eyebrows weren’t quite as unruly, though.”
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“Who uses last names all the time?”
“I know who. Hey, Walter, did you go to Phillips Andover for prep school?”
“Bite your tongue. I’m a Hotchkiss man. All the Kavanaghs go to Hotchkiss. I have a cousin there now and two more that will follow shortly. But enough of that. McKay, Wilson, the two of you have been thick as thieves for some time now.”
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John learned about Rodney’s transfer from Katie Brown, of all people.
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I'm sick of being a shithead, but that doesn't mean I'm going to stop.
I have always thought that my mother was beautiful. Her hair, her eyes, her smile, her unusual earlobes. It was a grave disappointment to discover many in my cohort did not share my assessment.
***
"We're not gay!" Wilson says in a voice that wants to rumble like thunder but instead floats like a cottonball cloud.
"Maybe you're not," Lucas says.
***
There have to be limits to self-loathing, Wilson had said once, which only goes to show you how firmly entrenched the man is in the clay-packed earth of denial.
***
If one more person makes one more fawning remark about Wilson's adorable new kitty-witty num-num-num, House is going to pukey-wukey over said person's shoes, shirt, and hair.
***
When Foreman walked in at three p.m. on the dot, the preschool classroom was bright, colorful, tidy, and completely empty.
***
“You really are incredibly easy.”
“What was that?’
“Easy and dumb. Throw in a pair of double-Ds and you’d be Christina Tulane from my high school. Her eyebrows weren’t quite as unruly, though.”
***
“Who uses last names all the time?”
“I know who. Hey, Walter, did you go to Phillips Andover for prep school?”
“Bite your tongue. I’m a Hotchkiss man. All the Kavanaghs go to Hotchkiss. I have a cousin there now and two more that will follow shortly. But enough of that. McKay, Wilson, the two of you have been thick as thieves for some time now.”
***
John learned about Rodney’s transfer from Katie Brown, of all people.
***
I'm sick of being a shithead, but that doesn't mean I'm going to stop.
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Date: 2008-10-10 08:02 pm (UTC)Reminds me of this:
EEEE I would LOVE to see you write that one. Perhaps complete with kitten-talk. 'Cancy-wancy' comes to mind for Wilson, lol <3
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Date: 2008-10-10 09:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-10-10 11:02 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-10-11 05:04 pm (UTC)