Yeah, Jesus...I'm not sure why they think they are qualified to write anything, let alone porn. Who wants to read smut by someone who calls himself "Scooter"?
Man, my orbs are weeping at the thought of a weeping orifice...gah.
I'm thankful that blue cheese of any kind is generally not included on Turkey Day menus. It could be a while before I can eat it again without snorfling. Loudly. *g*
I know! It reminded me of this penis description in The Group--I think McCarthy described the male member as a "fat worm" and it was just like, damn, Mary McCarthy, are you trying to make all your female readers gay?
I must say that every year the Plaster Foot awards swing around, I feel thankful for having wandered the desolate wilds of fandom for a while: it inured to me this kind of terrible description.
Good lord. How does this pass editing? I mean really, aren't editors supposed to help this not happen? Though I these people getting published makes us lowly neophyte writers feel a little bit of hope for the future ;)
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The blue veins are divine
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I believe with a series of antibiotics that little problem might be taken care of.
I'm off to throw up my lunch.
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And two words I never again want to see next to each other: weeping orifice.
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Man, my orbs are weeping at the thought of a weeping orifice...gah.
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Now that's a remark I generally save for a good chunk of Gorgonzola.
Onion soup and hybrid sex... and they sneer at femslash?
Jesus Case.
Knut wants to add: "SnorfleBAD"!
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Hahahaha...yes! Or if you are a nurse looking to do an IV. But not...that.
SNORFLEBARF!
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It could be a while before I can eat it again without snorfling. Loudly.
*g*
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