DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE THINK OF CLONE!JOHN FIC UNTIL AT LEAST A QUARTER OF YOUR WIPS ARE DONE. HANDS OFF!
JENN I WILL FIND YOU ON AIM NO MATTER WHICH FAKE NAME YOU ARE USING WITH MY JENN-STUPIDITY SENSE! CLOSE THAT BLANK DOCUMENT *RIGHT NOW*
Or perhaps this.
I AM HOLDING THE ONLY RABBIT THAT WILL EVER LET YOU TOUCH HIM HOSTAGE.
Or just maybe, this.
DO THE WORDS NO MORE COFFEE EVER MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU?
I'd like to just state--God, I have no idea what I'm stating. PRU DOES IT MORE THAN I DO! GO LOOK! I CAN SHOW YOU HER WIPS! THEY ARE MANY MORE! I think. *chews on nails* I hope. God, I hope.
Yeah. Welcome to my afternoon. Hostile rabbits, bearded dragon too long, and me staring longingly at clonefic before hiding it away. I hate the universe. Well, I don't. I hate not having a secondary brain to handle this stuff. I'd like one of those, too.