The White Trash of Meifu

[brigdh]

This conversation springs from this line from the ClubSoka Epic: "The man seems determined to make himself a fixture of Hisoka's life, and nothing Hisoka does seem to change that. Screaming matches in the parking lot- which is where their nights end just as often as they do in kisses- only get rid of him for a few days, before he returns, clingy and possessive and bitter, whispering 'I hate you' and 'Gods, I can't get you out of my mind' in a choked voice, pressing the words to Hisoka's skin with fingertips and mouth."


amet: so how bout you, any writing?
theBrigdh: Nah, not really. A paragraph or so.
amet: Aw, no more screaming fights in the parking lot?
amet: Those two are so Jerry Springer.
theBrigdh: Bwa!
theBrigdh: Oh my god.
amet: What? They are.
theBrigdh: That image is going to be burned into my mind now.
amet: Bolt the chairs to the floor folks, or there will be tossage!
theBrigdh: Bwahaha!
theBrigdh: Tommorrow on Springer: My Teenage Son's Sleeping with a Older Man!
amet: And possessed by an ancient god with a penchant for gay sex!
amet: The final thoughts would be priceless!
theBrigdh: Hee!
theBrigdh: And the surprise guest: Hisoka's mom! Because it's not a real Springer episode without someone completely insane.
amet: Dude, if they could dig up Kasane they'd have a full deck.
amet: Or like, Iwao. There'd be raving condemnations and demands for Nagare to kill Hisoka.
amet: God, I feel bad for Nagare... I bet they all bitch to him about it.
theBrigdh: Hee.
amet'Do you know what your son was doing last night? Or rather, whom?'
theBrigdh: Bwa!
theBrigdh: And the comments from the auidence!
amet: Oh dear.
amet: I think I'm going to avoid analyzing that too much.
theBrigdh: Hee
amet: Because it would probably involve a three hundred pound black woman in a Mickey Mouse tee shirt getting up and being all 'It shoulda matta wheah the kid gets it, cuz he has a GOOD MEAN and that ain't no sure thing to come by. Boo yah!' With all the hand waving and head banging that comes with such gems of wisdom.
theBrigdh: Oh my God.
theBrigdh: *dies*



And drabbles are coming. Um. Eventually.