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Alive, fed, and a little grossed out

I'm here in 'Bama, had to race in front of an ice storm to get here, but I was wise had had several bottles of wine with me to open once I safely arrived at marenfics. Awesome things that have happened, and seriously: if I can't watch bad p7on with you, our friendship is doomed. It's just... I need you to know this.

  • documentary on... we never determined what kind of people they were but they called themselves the Cat Dancers. The main dude said he knew Siegfried before Roy. I assumed in the biblical sense. I also assumed his "lady" was his tiger and he "loved" her. Again, we assumed in the biblical sense. I gotta say, if you can R a tiger, you, my friend, are a man. A sick man, but a man.
  • I brought some special magazines with me to freak out Maren's husband and to make us laugh. "Bondage Fairies," which is in the classic anime style, has two little fairies getting R'd by, wait for it, a grasshopper. I am not joking. Someone, some where, gets hot by that stuff. And that person needs to try and R the first dude's tiger and end his life as it should be ended, violently and with realism biting on his throat meat.
  • Do I even need to go into detail about the furry magazine I am now in possession of and the weirdness of anthropomorphic kinkiness? Why do these goof balls draw themselves with Disney-style animal heads, say, a fox or lemur, then have ripped hairless bellies, then back to the tail and hooves/paws/talons/wtf ever? I'm sorry, but if you need to imagine that you are some kind of Lion Warrior who is bedding an Alosaurus, you need long and intense therapy. You just do. That is the actual plot line for one of these stories. There will be a bad!fic p7on edition when I get back, mind.
  • People. Their craziness makes me feel better about my own, is what I'm saying.
  • we've also gone to a yarnery and I got a beautiful, hand-carved crochet hook because aside from the fascination with weird p7on, I'm an old lady making afghans. *offers you crappy old penny candy*
  • oh! I also went to a GREAT toy store and got my kids owl pellets so they can take apart the skeletons inside and re-articulate them, because that's the kind of science fun we have in my house.

And come on: what other journal are you reading that starts with weird furry crap and ends with owl poop? That's what keeps you coming back. That and the voodoo I do when you're offline. Happy Wednesday!


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Dec. 17th, 2008 03:51 pm (UTC)
And come on: what other journal are you reading that starts with weird furry crap and ends with owl poop? That's what keeps you coming back. That and the voodoo I do when you're offline. Happy Wednesday!

That really just says it all!!!!!!!!!!
Dec. 17th, 2008 03:56 pm (UTC)
Owl pellets! I remember dissecting those in middle school, way back. I think I still have a bag of mice bones somewhere. God, why did I type that? I sound like a weirdo now. Stop typing. STOP TYPING. LIFT YOUR FINGERS FROM THE KEYBOARD.
Dec. 17th, 2008 04:04 pm (UTC)
I've got "Cat Dancers" on my Tivo, and now I can't wait to sit back and enjoy.

This made me laugh out loud: ...aside from the fascination with weird p7on, I'm an old lady making afghans Me, it's the p7on addiction and Donna Reed-like tendencies. We're just complicated. And fascinating.

I gave my nephew owl pellets and he loved them, especially how much they grossed his little sister out!
Dec. 17th, 2008 04:29 pm (UTC)
Seriously. It's posts like these that make Wednesdays relevant. Also, it's extremely awesome to have that at the top of my flist when I get to work. BEST way to start the day.
Dec. 17th, 2008 04:40 pm (UTC)
I ♥ that voodoo you do.
Dec. 17th, 2008 05:06 pm (UTC)
Oh, Stoney... You make me feel simultaneously better about my level of crazy and worse because I have no furry porn.

Dec. 17th, 2008 05:55 pm (UTC)
YOU CAN BUY OWL PELLETS?! Where is this I must know!
Dec. 17th, 2008 06:24 pm (UTC)
Look for the cool toy store in your town that has all the science-based toys and models and that stuff and check it out. I've not seen them before, so I was super happy to find some! (I have no idea the name of this store, as I'm visiting. Sorry I can't be more specific!)
Dec. 17th, 2008 06:11 pm (UTC)
Oooh, owl pellets. One year, I went and collected a bunch from my "backyard" (rural living sometimes for the win) and my entire elementary school class dissected them.
Dec. 17th, 2008 06:24 pm (UTC)
That is awesome. I love those kind of stories.
Dec. 17th, 2008 08:29 pm (UTC)
P70n? I'm cool. Bad p70n? I'm cool. Furry p70n? I'm cool? Bondage Fairies? Classic. Now, what are your thoughts on badly dubbed anime p70n?

Thanks for making a mediocre Wednesday more awesome and crazy.
Dec. 17th, 2008 10:44 pm (UTC)
There is no such thing as crappy penny candy. Unless we're talking wax lips.

I am too young to be reading about the weird ass shit you keep discovering, Laura. And then you wonder why people think you're a supernatural moose fucker or something. It's a progression.
Dec. 18th, 2008 03:42 am (UTC)
Oh wow, you really meant Birmingham! Lol. I thought maybe there was a city/town in your area called Birmingham. You're not far from my neck of the woods. I'm in the Tupelo, MS, area.

Sounds like you're having an err.. interesting visit! haha. Happy Wednesday to you too.
Dec. 18th, 2008 03:57 am (UTC)
I just love reading your "WTF?" posts! They make my day. :-)

PS. Check out this USB owl for a laugh (or maybe a Christmas present!)

Edited at 2008-12-18 04:00 am (UTC)
Dec. 18th, 2008 11:12 am (UTC)
Hear, hear! Thats exactly why I constantly returns! X-D
Dec. 18th, 2008 05:14 pm (UTC)
OMG, Bondage Fairies is in PRINT? Dude. Disney Porn and Bondage Fairies were my first introduction to pornography. No wonder I'm fucked up.
Dec. 19th, 2008 01:08 am (UTC)
I think I have that Bondage Fairies mag where they are R'd by the grasshopper. BF was my introduction to everything pornographic as a teenager. They're amusing.
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