[ the wrong kind of wrong ]
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winterlivethis one friend of mine likes almost no kind of music but country - new country/pop, not the old stuff. sometimes, when we would drive around and i just couldn't take it anymore, i would demand that we listen to ANYTHING ELSE, so she would pop in one of the two other CDs she owned: Big Shiny Tunes #, or the coyote ugly soundtrack. i was astonished to discover, on first listening, that some of the tracks belonging to leanne rimes didn't actually suck as hard as i thought they would. they were gay and dancey, you know the kind, just a dumb song you kind of like.
today, i watched the movie.
the pivotal moment, i felt, was when our heroine's gorgeous turkish boyfriend (who, earlier in the movie, did an entire stripper routine for a huge pile of women jockeying to BUY him) told her that because she danced on a bar in sexy clothes, she was a whore.
yes, her father telling her that her working at that bar made him ASHAMED of her was also high on the list. but see, daddy apologized for being such an obnoxious, self-serving prick. he might not have totally reformed, but he at least acknowledged he was in the wrong.
not like gorgeous turkish boyfriend, whose big extending of the hand of reconciliation was - i am not even kidding - that if our heroine wanted to, she could come HELP HIM UNLOAD FISH.
oh, no, no, dear. let me explain something to you. i want you to pay very close attention, gorgeous turkish boyfriend, okay? ready? this is important, so listen: go fuck yourself. fuck your mother. fuck everything about you, you horrific, arrogant, sanctimonious hypocrite.
i always liked christina aguilera. she wore tight, leather clothes with peekaboo cutouts and sang songs with too many Rs in them about how much she looooooved sex. and let me tell you, people did not like that. people called her a big whore. xtina, the bad one, the one that'd burn out, classless trailer trash.
not like that sweet britney spears. she was saving herself for MARRIAGE. she was so pretty.
ps fuck you.
FRAIGH, SO ANGRY.
anyway, god. cee did this meme (and came up with MORE KONO, people; run, don't walk) and i like it, so i'm stealing it.
Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future, unless it's that one single story i wrote that's all porn all the time, b/c there's there's that exactly one of you that always asks for that one but it's just more porn, so nothing doing, pick something else.
today, i watched the movie.
the pivotal moment, i felt, was when our heroine's gorgeous turkish boyfriend (who, earlier in the movie, did an entire stripper routine for a huge pile of women jockeying to BUY him) told her that because she danced on a bar in sexy clothes, she was a whore.
yes, her father telling her that her working at that bar made him ASHAMED of her was also high on the list. but see, daddy apologized for being such an obnoxious, self-serving prick. he might not have totally reformed, but he at least acknowledged he was in the wrong.
not like gorgeous turkish boyfriend, whose big extending of the hand of reconciliation was - i am not even kidding - that if our heroine wanted to, she could come HELP HIM UNLOAD FISH.
oh, no, no, dear. let me explain something to you. i want you to pay very close attention, gorgeous turkish boyfriend, okay? ready? this is important, so listen: go fuck yourself. fuck your mother. fuck everything about you, you horrific, arrogant, sanctimonious hypocrite.
i always liked christina aguilera. she wore tight, leather clothes with peekaboo cutouts and sang songs with too many Rs in them about how much she looooooved sex. and let me tell you, people did not like that. people called her a big whore. xtina, the bad one, the one that'd burn out, classless trailer trash.
not like that sweet britney spears. she was saving herself for MARRIAGE. she was so pretty.
ps fuck you.
FRAIGH, SO ANGRY.
anyway, god. cee did this meme (and came up with MORE KONO, people; run, don't walk) and i like it, so i'm stealing it.
Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future, unless it's that one single story i wrote that's all porn all the time, b/c there's there's that exactly one of you that always asks for that one but it's just more porn, so nothing doing, pick something else.
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Date: 2007-12-20 04:03 am (UTC)And for the meme... I'm picking an oldie but a goody. Affected. Two years prior. Either point of view.
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Date: 2007-12-20 05:04 am (UTC)here's the thing about affected: it is a world where buffy never came to sunnydale. (or stayed dead after the master killed her, and spike is not a vampire, but whatever, AU.) i think it's freshman or junior year of high school for xander, so he's doing about what you'd expect - fumbling about, fucking up, helping willow and giles as best he can.
buffy herself is in london, she's one of spike's acquaintances. she was picked up early in life by a big name voice coach school (possibly called "the watcher council"). it would be wrong to say they are friends, obvs, but they know each other. gunn is watching angel try to juggle lindsey and spike at the moment - lindsey owns angel's ass, but angel's having a thing with spike and it's going to go south soon. spike will pull some nefarious shenanigans to get away from angel with his pride intact, and that will prompt angel to later get in touch with spike's young, impressionable new boyfriend and warn him that spike is BAD BAD BAD VERY BAD MAN. wesley's fledgling art gallery is just starting to make a name for itself, despite his father's assurances that he's wasting his time.
it alllll comes together, my friend. *yin yang hands*
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Date: 2007-12-20 11:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-22 12:01 am (UTC)