Do any of you have any fricken idea how hard it is to find a picture of two guys; one of whom sings when he’s nervous and also – or maybe it’s the other guy – can’t remember that he’s done the dirty with the second dude, in a stuck elevator with a drunk priest and an ice sculpture??
*Or was that a funny story about a drunk priest and an ice sculpture?? What. Ever.*
Well, do you?!!
*mutteryoualljustmademyawesomeimagefindingpowerslookbadmutter*
Hence the gratuitous cookie.
Yeah. You’re welcome.
*consoles a sobbing Wren*
There, there, hun. I know. *glares* They all suck and we hate them.
Anyways, you’ll have the story for me us them by Valentine’s Day then.
Awesome. *beams*
I'm so excited. π Good luck Wren although I'm SURE you don't need it.
Excellent picture choice Kris.
I love this picture! so hot and purty.
Does the ice sculpture have an unsightly hair problem? π
Good luck, Wren! Where should we send the case of tequila?
LOL
Looking forward to seeing just how the ice sculpture fits in the story. *grins*
:o)
MsM
PS I've got Shia LaBeouf on my WTF post today because your Shia banana photo inspired me.
I know you'll shine, Wren. (The sun reflecting off that ice sculpture should do it.)
π
Can't wait!
Good luck, Wren! I'm sure it will all be fine.
*sniggers*
Viel Spass Wren! *g*
Kris: I love how you are always on my side. It's so sweet. *beams back, carefully aiming between Kris's eyes*
The rest of you: Thanks for your kind thoughts and good wishes. Just shoot the tequila through the electrons and I'll keep my glass handy!
Good luck Wren. I'm sure it will be AWESOME!!!
A drunk priest, some nervous singing, an ice sculpture… it should be fun ;P Good luck Wren!
Scrumptious cookie Kris, many many thanks!
This is gonna be a great story! Wonderful choices all!
Wren: You're welcome! *g*
Luc and Paul. *sigh* They make everything better. π
I have been stalking the making of this one and let me simply say I can not wait… lol!
Good luck, Wren! Can't wait to read it.
Oh, I forgot to ask. Did your mumma contribute any of the items that were selected? Just curious. To see what might run in the family.
Wren, you have the Mumma to thank for the drunk priest. I will pass these on to her if you like. *g*
Just tell her I said thanks. Really. I mean it. *crosses fingers behind back*
*drools on cookie* Mmm….cookie. he-he. Sexy cookie, at that. *sigh*
Wren: I'm so very pleased you like my suggestions. *beams*
Oh Mumma J, I owe you one.
A really big one!
OMG! I'm sogonnalovethis! Go Wren, go!
And Kris, if you ever want to victimize me for public hilarity, I'm all yours.
Huh. Authors are popping up from everywhere to write for you. It's like they actually want to be the brunt of this hilarity.
I should probably get started on my story. One of these days.
*notmope*
Wren – As I was driving home from work last night, my brain clicked onto the perfect solution for how to get your disparate story elements to work. But since I didn't jot it down, it's gone now.
You're welcome. π
Chris: First, I burst out laughing. Seriously. Out loud, in my kitchen, scaring the dog.
Then I thought: WTF?!
*troutstaremope*
I'm learning great things about mope-age. I just practiced the trout stare mope and am not sure I pulled it off. It had no effect on anyone at all.
Of course, maybe that's how I always look and I don't realize it?? Hm.
Don't give up Wren. Where there's a Will, there's a Brent. π
*tilts halo to a rakish angle*
Mia: I'm feeling really out of it, and I apologize if I'm missing some pop cultural reference, but is that like “where there's a will there's a way”? Or something else…
Chris: Y'know, I think that halo would look nice fitting (very) tightly around your pretty neck…
Wren, I got some screws if you feel the need to use them.
Ingrid: Thanks very much. Those will come in handy! *squints at Chris*
Totally the right reference Wren. My head works in twisty ways. π Since this was a m/m story (which I also write) I figured there could be a play on Wills and a Brent added for good measure. LOL.
Sorry to take you down the dark, curvy staircase in my brain.
Mia: Feeling much better. Maybe you could just put a sconce or two along that staircase? *feels proud at getting the correct reference*
*mopepout*
sconces are so gauche. Lamplight? flickering candles? Oooo. Yes, candle light, but only one. It must flicker dangerously with each cool wisp of air that drifts like an icy breath across your flesh as you descend into the Abyss of Mia.
*muuahahahahaa* (note the mopelessness)
“And Kris, if you ever want to victimize me for public hilarity, I'm all yours.”
O_O
*schedules a series of posts about Mia's work*
Kidding! *not really*
That's awesome of you, Mia. I'll really look forward to making your life hell. *beams*
Altho, if you go look at Mia's blog, Kris, specifically her sidebar of forthcoming releases? You'll see she's managed to make her life hell all on her own. Ye gads, Mia. π
Ye gads Indeed. *working out where to fit the m/m story in so as to inflict the most pain* *hehehe*
You realize, Kris, that at the rate you're going, you'll have to collect these into a mammoth ebook and donate the proceeds to charity or somesuch. π
Chris, what makes you think that I haven't thought about that already? Oh, the ideas I have for the cover… *g*
Hmm. I wonder if you could sucker Anne Cain into doing a cover version of your story challenge…
Whoa. Hive mind moment.
Or mesh all the dudes of Stock photo stardom together into one giant, painful montage.
Kris, I love a good hell day. Go for it. π And Chris, yeah, I excel in self-mutilation of the mental variety.
Heh, it must be the day for the hive mind thing (Borg cube? What Borg cube?) – earlier, it was Tam, Lily, and I.
Mia: A painful menage?? *orifice clench* Oh, wait. You send montage. My bad.
BTW, you should send me a list of anything that you don't like writing about. You know, just in case.
Chris: We are Khris. Resistance is futile.
Now wait just a dang minnit there, missy! How is it that Mia gets to tell you things she doesn't like writing about? I didn't have that option!
*bigmope*
Khris? New member of the BDB boys who wear shit-kickers?
Kris would look cute in them, me thinks.
LOL!! OMG warn a person!! Jamocha shake all over the laptop added to your lovely effect. Niiiice. I have this visual of you cringing while you slam shut your orifices. NOT a pretty site. Sorry. But nobody has a pretty orifice.
There is no subject off limits except that which is illegal. Or bestial. Cause ew. But then I'm pretty sure no one goes there. (hoping)
Um, Wren? You do realize that Kris is just getting Mia to drop her guard and reveal her innermost secrets and fears, so that that THOSE will turn up in her writing assignment, right?
Take some deep breaths, sweetie. There you go. Better now?
Oh, Chris, Kris, Chris, Kris, you do realize that there is NOTHING I can't turn around and use to my benefit? Heck if you gave me animal sex, I'd STILL be able to use it. It may be skewy and you might get squeamish but there is not a subject I would not touch. Seriously. I go there. Hit me with your best shot.
And um. Just how long are these jolly rodgers?
“Um, Wren? You do realize that Kris is just getting Mia to drop her guard and reveal her innermost secrets and fears, so that that THOSE will turn up in her writing assignment, right?”
*Dammit, evil plan in shatters. Must regroup.*
Katiebabs chook: Damn straight I'd look cute in shit-kickers. Then all I'd need is a burning palm and Bob's you uncle! π
Mia: “LOL!! OMG warn a person!!”
Now where's the fun in that. *g* And speak for yourself, but my orifices are of the pretty rosebud and smelling like strawberries kind. Just fyi.
“you do realize that there is NOTHING I can't turn around and use to my benefit”
Oh, hun, you really, truly shouldn't have said that. It's so on now. *mwahahahaha!*
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