in which Rach and I have colds... in 160 chars or less

[fictional]

rach: on my way home to sleep. hopefully fic later.
kali: sleep will heal you
rach: it the fuck better or i'm filing a complaint.
kali: oh hi there, jack. how's it going?
rach: dunno doc. feel like distracting me from a head cold? no? ok. just tell me this shit doesn't happen when i'm a big giant head in a jar.
kali: nope, sorry, no can do. you spend quite a bit of time in hospital as i recall. but! look on the bright side. cat nuns! and you get to see ME.
rach: no hands though. it's a cruel, cruel universe out there and i blame you at least just a little. i need ianto to bring me soup.

Comments

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

This is 99% irrelevant, but I would like to observe that "bright side. cat nuns!" made me realise that if Jack IS the Face Of Boe he spends his old age surrounded by pussy.

Perhaps not in the way he'd intended, but still. It's got to be worth something, as a line.

[darthhellokitty.livejournal.com]

This is for you.

http://www.somethingawful.com/d/news/bargain-book-bin.php

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

For serious, I am not even kidding, that was in my brother's bookshelf and I just traded it on swaptree for a Titan AE DVD.

HAND TO GOD.

[kalichan.livejournal.com]

*dies laughing*
I resemble resent those remarks about fantasy novels.
But, but, but. RAISTLIN. *sniff*

[kalichan.livejournal.com]

And bitching about the hot water in his End-of-the-World suite. He IS Hugh Hefner. Who knew?