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Letter to the cat, and Bones!
Dear Quin,
Please stop laying between me and the alarm clock. One of these days, I'm not going to notice your furry ass and plant my hand on your back as I lunge over and down to turn the damned thing off.
Really tired of hearing it an extra twenty seconds because I have to work around you,
me.
Dear Sully and/or Booth,
Please find Sam Anders and have a talk with him about Women With Commitment Issues, and what that means for a long-term relationship.
Especially given her stated commentary on marriage.
You might it enlightening.
Waiting for one of you to have his heart broken,
Lys
Dear Brennan,
Please come have sex with me, since you clearly get very relaxed by it, and I could use some relaxation. Plus, you're hot.
No more signings.
Dear Hodgins,
YOU ARE AN IDIOT. To quote TomDoc, "JACK HODGINS IS AN IMBECILE!"
That said,
Dear Everyone Else,
He was acting damned suspicious, you ALL FAIL at noticing this.
Dear Gordon Gordon,
I love you almost more than life itself. You rock, you fabulous man, you.
Please find your way to Galactica where you will find 40,000+ people who need your skills. You may need a LOT of tea.
If you can figure out a way to kidnap Doc Samson on the way, more power to both of you.
Dear DA,
I also love and adore you MADLY. I know you have a name, I'm just too lazy to look it up (Gordon Gordon is lucky Booth mocked his name, or he would have been Stephen Fry).
Dear Detective Wheeler (yes, I know this is the wrong show),
You can come sit and talk ballistics and guns at me anytime, honey. You're cute, adorable, and hot. And it's a pity I didn't get to see you hook up with that mechanic chick.
Dear Brennan (again),
I love that you were like, "I don't care what size it is, I JUST WANT SEX." Also, damn, girl, you were HOT kissing him. And he was hot kissing you.
Hrm.
I think that was it.
Please stop laying between me and the alarm clock. One of these days, I'm not going to notice your furry ass and plant my hand on your back as I lunge over and down to turn the damned thing off.
Really tired of hearing it an extra twenty seconds because I have to work around you,
me.
Dear Sully and/or Booth,
Please find Sam Anders and have a talk with him about Women With Commitment Issues, and what that means for a long-term relationship.
Especially given her stated commentary on marriage.
You might it enlightening.
Waiting for one of you to have his heart broken,
Lys
Dear Brennan,
Please come have sex with me, since you clearly get very relaxed by it, and I could use some relaxation. Plus, you're hot.
No more signings.
Dear Hodgins,
YOU ARE AN IDIOT. To quote TomDoc, "JACK HODGINS IS AN IMBECILE!"
That said,
Dear Everyone Else,
He was acting damned suspicious, you ALL FAIL at noticing this.
Dear Gordon Gordon,
I love you almost more than life itself. You rock, you fabulous man, you.
Please find your way to Galactica where you will find 40,000+ people who need your skills. You may need a LOT of tea.
If you can figure out a way to kidnap Doc Samson on the way, more power to both of you.
Dear DA,
I also love and adore you MADLY. I know you have a name, I'm just too lazy to look it up (Gordon Gordon is lucky Booth mocked his name, or he would have been Stephen Fry).
Dear Detective Wheeler (yes, I know this is the wrong show),
You can come sit and talk ballistics and guns at me anytime, honey. You're cute, adorable, and hot. And it's a pity I didn't get to see you hook up with that mechanic chick.
Dear Brennan (again),
I love that you were like, "I don't care what size it is, I JUST WANT SEX." Also, damn, girl, you were HOT kissing him. And he was hot kissing you.
Hrm.
I think that was it.
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And yes. Brennan. Hot. *words fail* ; )
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crap. work. *flees*
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Yes. I believe the New Orleans story was her first appearance.
* Master of unintentional alliteration!
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*snerk* Gallons and gallons of it. He may, in fact, cause them to run completely out of their supply. It'd be worth it, though, if he were able to psychologically knock some heads together.
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