*sings angrily*

[icepixie]

The problem with including a really annoying song in something you're writing is that said annoying song gets stuck. In. Your. Head.

"Lollipop, lollipop, ooh-la-la lollipop..."

*screams*

Oh, and spockette? Can I just apologize now and lay myself abjectly at your feet for basing the scene I have on that little incident you wrote about earlier today?

Comments

[spockette.livejournal.com]

... you're writing about me spaz-dancing in my underwear?

*hides under desk*

Can I read it when you're done? *G*

[alorarose.livejournal.com]

the question though, kimmy darling. Were you wearing pink underwear?

[spockette.livejournal.com]

Sadly, no. It was a black lace thong. I have girly connections now, darnit. Why, oh why, didn't I wear the pink underwear?

[alorarose.livejournal.com]

::snickers:: let us know if they say anything to your mum, ne? ::dies::

[spockette.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hey Mrs. Collier. How are you today? Listen, just wanted to let you know that me, my two sons, and a few of my buddies from work were watching your underage daughter dance around half naked in her room, and well... she wasn't wearing pink underwear, if you know what I mean..."

[alorarose.livejournal.com]

SNOOOOOOOORT.

[icepixie]

... you're writing about me spaz-dancing in my underwear?

Well, not you specifically, but someone spaz-dancing in her underwear, yes... ;)

Can I read it when you're done? *G*

Of course. *g*