Woe is thingie.

[urbanamazon]

Let it be known that every time I attempt to write anything involving sex of any sort, my fingers seem to have this preprogrammed tendency to type "thing", "thingie", and/or variations thereof.

No, really.

I have witnesses.

If called upon, they shall snicker and point in confirmation, I know it.

Oh, porn. Shall I ever grasp your hidden secrets and plumb your mysteries? Am I forever cursed to gaze at you longingly, an outsider to your inner circle and fuzzy warm feelings? Is there an offering I can make? A sacrifice? I'm down with lambs and virgins, if that's your thing.

...

DAMMIT!

Comments

[korus.livejournal.com]

If it makes you feel any better, Becky said that you're really good at writing porn.

[chickentenders.livejournal.com]

This is true. We had this conversation just the other day.

[ningengirai.livejournal.com]

Everytime you have to write 'cock', think of the thing with the feathers instead. It lends a certain humour to an otherwise odd feeling.

[dhaunea.livejournal.com]

*oblidgingly snickers and points*

Your hang-ups are fun. (Note: Not funny, fun. *gestures at icon*) And on that note, you now should finish Candy and post it somewhere. Just to prove a point.

[guilen.livejournal.com]

Pass me the lamb and virgins, I are hungry.

Smoke baby! *exhales*

It's odd isn't it? It's funny to think that -if you didn't know anybody that was reading this stuff- -if it was damn-near anonymous and people knew you only by your moniker- or sometimes - fuck, were I brave enough - (but that's self-reproachful, and hiss to that) is the way that it goes. Cause you -know- the topic would be fascinating in a candid expression.