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WHO WANTS AN ICON? Sure you do!

Well, it's time we not hide our light under a bushel, ladies. (And gents.) You know you love it. I know you love it. Let's shout it to the world.

Hello. My name is Stoney. And I. Love. COCK. *sheds a perfect tear, collects in a jar that I will present to _(celebrity that is worshipped)_ when I finally meet them at a convention*

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You taking? Lemme know. SO I CAN REJOICE ABOUT THE ALMIGHTY PENIS WITH YOU. *sews velvet pillow for my husband's nards to rest upon*

For the record? I'm a sarcastic bitch. Remember: broken inside. I hope everyone has a SAFE NIGHT with NO DRINKING AND DRIVING. Cabs are cheaper than wrecking your car.


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Dec. 31st, 2005 10:50 am (UTC)
No one can defeat the Power of the Penis!
Dec. 31st, 2005 11:00 am (UTC)

These are Xander-approved icons, yis.

*eats delicious worms with you, and bumps your shoulder*
Dec. 31st, 2005 11:14 am (UTC)
Did you just bump me, mate?
And is that my pint you're drinkin'?
Dec. 31st, 2005 12:15 pm (UTC)
No, no, it's my pint.

Wanna fight? 'Cause them's FIGHTIN' WORDS.
Dec. 31st, 2005 03:42 pm (UTC)
Not me!
I only drink pints of Creme de Menthe!
Dec. 31st, 2005 11:17 am (UTC)
Are you putting monograms on them as well?
Dec. 31st, 2005 12:16 pm (UTC)

So. Tempted. And hullo! You KNOW you think the Cock is King.
Dec. 31st, 2005 04:00 pm (UTC)
Ooh baby ooh baby.
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Dec. 31st, 2005 12:17 pm (UTC)
BWAH HA! Oh, no, no, no. I'm awful and horrible and Ruining Fandom For Everyone, and I'll leave it at that.

*totally goes back to PSP and DOES*
Dec. 31st, 2005 11:37 am (UTC)
You should make one with the quote from some genius funny chick in Texas:
"cocks are impressive and ergonomic, but they aren't beautiful."


Dec. 31st, 2005 12:17 pm (UTC)

*cough* I'm still looking for the right OXO image. It may be forthcoming.
Dec. 31st, 2005 11:53 am (UTC)
Bwhaha. I love the one with the rooster.
Dec. 31st, 2005 12:18 pm (UTC)
Hee! Thanks.

*cough* There's a point to the other ones. [/evil fandom ruination]
Dec. 31st, 2005 12:23 pm (UTC)
I'm *so* in love with you right now.

Cock really *is* king.
Dec. 31st, 2005 12:25 pm (UTC)
And you? Oh, my love, you are its QUEEN.
Dec. 31st, 2005 01:53 pm (UTC)
I'm still partial to "their phalluses met and rubbed"

Hi, I'm phallus one!
Hi, I'm phallus two! Nice to meet you!
Dec. 31st, 2005 02:00 pm (UTC)

Now I'm just waiting for them to be called "Challuses, containing Seed" for my life to be complete.

(Happy New Year, Kita. Let's hope this one is better health-wise at your end, K?)
Dec. 31st, 2005 02:12 pm (UTC)
Oh, HER.

I'm having a moment, here. Because yesterday I had a perfectly lovely time with my daughter and her boyfriend and my husband and my friend Deirdre, looking at an exhibit of the works of Louis Comfort Tiffany,and we had all sorts of philosophical and aesthetic and religious disagreements in the rain in Seattle, aand none of us ended up feeling justified in our superiority to the others.

I guess there's something useful in being disentitled.

Julia, having an end of the year discount clearance on bad luck today, having thrown my lower back into a tizzy fighting squirrels on the suet feeder
Dec. 31st, 2005 02:27 pm (UTC)
*pulls on goggles, loads up my .22, starts picking the squirrels off*

But you see, Julia- *ping!* I need to learn my lesson. *ping!* And how else am I going to learn- *ping!* -unless I'm reminded how awful and mean I am?

*sends the dog 'round to gather up the carcasses*
Dec. 31st, 2005 02:34 pm (UTC)
The manchild and I are discussing pellet guns; I'm no good with a long-arm, and want a pistol, but they cost quite a lot more. I'm seriously thinking of loading up the pressure sprayer with detergent and castor-oil and giving them belly-aches, anyway.

Squirrels, I mean, not fans with no sense of humor. Although it might work on them, too.

Julia, Vicodin is not good for my sentence structure
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Dec. 31st, 2005 05:52 pm (UTC)

Oh, I love you to bits, mi carino. Te amo! Buena suerte (?) in 2006! *mucho besas*

I am sooooooo lame. And a little drunk. And I SQUISH YOU!
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Dec. 31st, 2005 06:39 pm (UTC)
Hahaha!! The icon that is ASHAMED of me. Bwah!

*squish* and Ditto!! happy new year!

*tops off your glass*
Dec. 31st, 2005 07:02 pm (UTC)
God. You just fucking slay me. Every time I turn around. Which is a lot. Because I like the dizzy. Happy Happy, m'dear ~ hope to catch you sooner rather than later. <3
Dec. 31st, 2005 07:05 pm (UTC)
GRACIE! you should totally be at my place right now laughing with me and drinking champagne. Mmmm.

I was SINGING your praises on my jaunt out of town, yesterday. You are definitely one of the highlights of 2005. *squish and candy*
Dec. 31st, 2005 07:16 pm (UTC)
I SHOULD be at your place right now drinking champagne and laughing, instead of waiting for my allergy pill to kick in so I can go to bed before 10:00. *woes* Have yourself an extra glass or two for me, mmkay?

And right back atcha with the singing, only in more of a talking really loudly kind of way, because not so good with the singing. I owe at least a third of my current endorphins to you.
Dec. 31st, 2005 07:45 pm (UTC)
*is only drinking because you said so, mmm hmmm*

Do you FEEL the love? DO you have any idea how many times Jack-mun and I have SQUEED over the joy that is you? SKA-WISH. *slips chocolate onto your dresser for when you wake* *or maybe some Mike-n-Ikes*
Jan. 1st, 2006 06:30 pm (UTC)
Oh, man. Numero Uno is SO MINE. *nabs*

I love you, brokenstoney. YOU are the king. YES YOU ARE.
Jan. 1st, 2006 08:53 pm (UTC)
Ahahaha!! Yay! YOU are my Queen.
Jan. 2nd, 2006 10:11 am (UTC)
*enables the Reign of Stoney*
Jan. 4th, 2006 09:03 pm (UTC)
Ah, the cock is king icon is just a necessity *drools*
Jan. 5th, 2006 08:19 am (UTC)

So you know, I am POUNDING my fist on my desk over your Sesame Street icon. BWAH!
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Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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