ithiliana suggests that the "unified fabric of human desire"
must be some sort of plaid. Which got me thinking about kilts. Which led me to writing this:
I just wrote up a short abstract.
(It's weak but it scored a book contract.)
But the bloggers told me what I lacked:
"Ogi, where's your trousers?"
Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low,
The better for my arse to show.
Fen cry, "Oh, John Ringo, no!
Ogi, where's your trousers!?"
I posted a web survey,
But I took it down right away.
Now I'm afeard of all El Jay
Because I nay have on trousers.
I went down to a comm with kink
To have some fun seeing what they think.
All the ficcers gave me eyes that stink,
Saying, "Ogi, where's your trousers!?"
The backlash hasn't been dismissed,
But they've no reason to be pissed.
You can't put ethics on a scientist,
Saying, "Ogi, where's your trousers!?"
Context
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
PERFECT. GENIUS.
no subject
Hey, I just noticed that you didn't crosspost your last two entries, so I added you again on LJ. Welcome to Los Angeles! We decided to set fires for you!
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
And now I will have that tune in my head all day! Worth it, though.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
::raises toast::
no subject
*applauds*
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
Thank you!
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject