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Sounds Like Fun
Name any story I've written, and any character in it, canon or OC. I'll tell you three things about that character which I didn't put in the story.
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literarylemming.livejournal.com
2007-11-07 05:12 am (UTC)
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Do You Know the Muffin Girl?
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Tell me about Danny the Donut!
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aliaspiral.livejournal.com
2007-11-07 05:26 am (UTC)
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I think you are pure evil.
That said, i adore you. therefore, there is crack. more crack. donut flavored crack.
1. Danny sometimes worried to himself that he was getting past his prime. Old. Stale.
His biggest fear was becoming moldy.
2. Danny got along with the bear claws, mostly. They were big and bulky and bragged a good bit, but they were good guys.
He never could convince Birdy that they wouldn't squish her.
3. He used to dream about the smell of apples.
Now he dreams about cinnamon and spice, and girlish little giggles from a muffin half his size.
He didn't mind.
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literarylemming.livejournal.com
2007-11-07 05:29 am (UTC)
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2. Danny got along with the bear claws, mostly. They were big and bulky and bragged a good bit, but they were good guys.
He never could convince Birdy that they wouldn't squish her.
For that alone I would build you a shrine. As it is, I will now add another bank of candles to the shrine already erected in your honor!
*ADORES!*
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Tell me about Danny the Donut!
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That said, i adore you. therefore, there is crack. more crack. donut flavored crack.
1. Danny sometimes worried to himself that he was getting past his prime. Old. Stale.
His biggest fear was becoming moldy.
2. Danny got along with the bear claws, mostly. They were big and bulky and bragged a good bit, but they were good guys.
He never could convince Birdy that they wouldn't squish her.
3. He used to dream about the smell of apples.
Now he dreams about cinnamon and spice, and girlish little giggles from a muffin half his size.
He didn't mind.
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He never could convince Birdy that they wouldn't squish her.
For that alone I would build you a shrine. As it is, I will now add another bank of candles to the shrine already erected in your honor!
*ADORES!*