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[lyssie]

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Dear Telkena. For the love of god and my sanity, please fuck off and die.

Stop. Writing. SG-1. Fic.

I need fluff, people. And good Sam/Jack porn.

*cries*

eta: maggots. Death on a grand scale. Skullfucking. Stupid psychotic shit that would make people pale. Body-cam.

None of those make my stomach turn as much as Telkena.

I mean, fucking Christ, people, Dex had a maggot fetish when it came to horror, and that only made me wince.

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[katcorvi.livejournal.com]

I need fluff, people. And good Sam/Jack porn.

Yes, YES, YES!!!!

But I think I've mentioned that several times already today. *eg*

Now, off to click on the link you so thoughtfully provided. I have bleach handy as I'm sure my brain will soon need it.

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

NO! For the loveaHarry, Kat, don't click the link!

[katcorvi.livejournal.com]

Too late....Aaaaiiiieeeeee!!!!!!!!

Thankfully, it's superduper industrial strength bleach.

Now, I'm going to run off and buy chicken wings and other chickeny goodness at a great, local restaurant and then come back and look for good Sam/Jack porn.

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

*eyes*

[katcorvi.livejournal.com]

You have eyes left after using the bleach??

The chicken wings were damned good.

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

Yes. I have prosthetics. I've had to use them a lot...

Good.