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scribblinlenore) wrote2007-04-28 09:40 am
scribblinlenore) wrote2007-04-28 09:40 am
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The Fangirl Effect!
Last night I went for dinner and pink drinks with some of my favorite fangirls, and this morning, I woke up with this fuzzy half-dream, half-thought.
What if Rodney was--or even more amusingly, was simply convinced--that he was like a human lie detector when in the throes of passion? It's totally one of his conceits. And somehow John learns about this and sees an opportunity. Suddenly, there are anonymous pranks being played on Rodney, and someone steals his pudding cup at lunch, and he has a pretty good idea who it is.
He storms over to John's room and accuses, "You!"
John, whistling innocently, "I have no idea what you mean."
Rodney, pointing a finger, "Get your pants off. Get them off now!"
Hee. Oh, Rodney. Oh, fangirls.
What if Rodney was--or even more amusingly, was simply convinced--that he was like a human lie detector when in the throes of passion? It's totally one of his conceits. And somehow John learns about this and sees an opportunity. Suddenly, there are anonymous pranks being played on Rodney, and someone steals his pudding cup at lunch, and he has a pretty good idea who it is.
He storms over to John's room and accuses, "You!"
John, whistling innocently, "I have no idea what you mean."
Rodney, pointing a finger, "Get your pants off. Get them off now!"
Hee. Oh, Rodney. Oh, fangirls.