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*luvs*
I watched the Evil!Duncan episodes of Highlander a few days ago and the Lodger made the following comment in the middle of 'Something Wicked'.
The Lodger: Does Duncan have something against poets?
Me *sporfle* Um, perhaps a phobia?
Is there a phobia of poets and/or poetry? Just wondering and no, I shall never forgive Duncan for killing Byron, thanks for asking :)
I actually like Evil!Duncan. Most of the time I tolerate Duncan because he's kinda pretty, handles a sword well and without him Methos would have no one to bounce off. Evil!Duncan I almost find attractive. No doubt this says more about what a deviant scum I am then anything else but I just thought I'd say it anyway..
*ponders writing a fic about Duncan having a phobia about poets*
Also I had a Methos/Renton from Trainspotting moment yesterday:
"'Choose life. Choose hidden weapons. Choose running away. Choose changing your name, Choose adapting, moving, new identities, and learning new skills. Choose remaining alive, growing stronger and fighting another day. Choose having many hiding places. Choose Bora Bora. Choose your friends, carefully! Choose long coats and baggy clothing. Choose being economical with the fucking truth. Choose drinking heavily and wondering who you are this bloody century. Choose sitting on Duncan's couch drinking tea listening to his latest Boy Scout scheme, stuffing tea and biscuits into your mouth. Choose trying to avoid your past without entirely betraying those you once held dear, and failing and at the end of it all, sobbing on your knees in a miserable submarine bunker, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up woman who's life you ruined so long a go. Choose a future. Choose life..."
I really need to get a life!
*luvs*
I watched the Evil!Duncan episodes of Highlander a few days ago and the Lodger made the following comment in the middle of 'Something Wicked'.
The Lodger: Does Duncan have something against poets?
Me *sporfle* Um, perhaps a phobia?
Is there a phobia of poets and/or poetry? Just wondering and no, I shall never forgive Duncan for killing Byron, thanks for asking :)
I actually like Evil!Duncan. Most of the time I tolerate Duncan because he's kinda pretty, handles a sword well and without him Methos would have no one to bounce off. Evil!Duncan I almost find attractive. No doubt this says more about what a deviant scum I am then anything else but I just thought I'd say it anyway..
*ponders writing a fic about Duncan having a phobia about poets*
Also I had a Methos/Renton from Trainspotting moment yesterday:
"'Choose life. Choose hidden weapons. Choose running away. Choose changing your name, Choose adapting, moving, new identities, and learning new skills. Choose remaining alive, growing stronger and fighting another day. Choose having many hiding places. Choose Bora Bora. Choose your friends, carefully! Choose long coats and baggy clothing. Choose being economical with the fucking truth. Choose drinking heavily and wondering who you are this bloody century. Choose sitting on Duncan's couch drinking tea listening to his latest Boy Scout scheme, stuffing tea and biscuits into your mouth. Choose trying to avoid your past without entirely betraying those you once held dear, and failing and at the end of it all, sobbing on your knees in a miserable submarine bunker, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up woman who's life you ruined so long a go. Choose a future. Choose life..."
I really need to get a life!
