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August 12, 2005 at 12:00 AM
This was fucking hilarious!!!!!!!!
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May 18, 2004 at 12:00 AM
I\'ve only read two chapters of this MST and I\'ve already had to stop and learn how to breathe again - I\'ve been laughing that much!
*Damn*, my grammar sucks! Well, At least I realise it...
Do more MSTs!!!!!!!!!! You were born to take the piss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Indie
*Damn*, my grammar sucks! Well, At least I realise it...
Do more MSTs!!!!!!!!!! You were born to take the piss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Indie
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August 16, 2003 at 12:00 AM
Bloody Hilarious!! Have wet myself on at least three occasions and I\'m not even done reading!!! Can\'t wait to seet mat mad-cap pornographic mayhem the boys get up to... But I could do with out the constant interruption of that crap Ally story. (lol) Cheers!!
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June 17, 2003 at 12:00 AM
This is my favourite part:
Orli: *snorts* England being a third world country and all. We
don\'t have cake, no miss. Ooh, a lovely cake. Why, what evvah shall
we do to repay such kindness? Here\'s three bob and an apple I
scrumped from Miss Havisham\'s garden. *nods to Dickens*
Oh dear God. This caused me a spot of trouble when I read it. Should not read slash in certain places.
Orli: *snorts* England being a third world country and all. We
don\'t have cake, no miss. Ooh, a lovely cake. Why, what evvah shall
we do to repay such kindness? Here\'s three bob and an apple I
scrumped from Miss Havisham\'s garden. *nods to Dickens*
Oh dear God. This caused me a spot of trouble when I read it. Should not read slash in certain places.
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June 16, 2003 at 12:00 AM
Just wanted to say that I think this is the reason why MST was invented.
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May 26, 2003 at 12:00 AM
Oh lord. She hasn\'t even introducted them yet! We\'re going to have 70 chappys of this...which will be delightful if it means we\'ll get more of your commentary!
This is so feckin funny.....yer daft bugger. :)
I\'m lovin your Lij, he has the best lines in the world....such as:
Lij: Well, I\'m sure they won\'t mind. Look, they\'re accustomed to it.
Lij: Wait, it\'s for Makeupartisits. Isn\'t she a Makeup artist? Won\'t do her much good, will it?
Lij: Probably.. a ... erm.... the end of this fic is what it looks like! Hah!
Lij: Cos, y\'know...we have each other. Perk up. It\'ll be okay...
Lij: Ally the shapeshifting heroine has now, apparently, morphed into a canary.
Lij: *is just impressed that Ally managed to call it a cigarette instead of a smoking stick, a burning stick, a cancer stick or a cough stick.*
//“Of cour’ll ’ll come” Shalini snapped back watching her inhale the death trap.//
Lij: I spoke too soon
//The table rose up.//
Lij: HOLY SHIT! (It took me five minutes to stop laughing after this one!)
Lij: *imagines Craig in a cop uniform...* (Aaaaaah, you got me where it hurts! *salivates*
And then there\'s this!!!!!
Vigs: What\'s a makeup therapist?
Lij: We\'ve been through this. It\'s a bit like a makeup artisit. Only. Not.
Sean: Kind of like her friend\'s really like her, but not?
And then this will go down with the classic MST dialogue quote book of all time!!!!
Lij: Tomorrow, tomorrow. Everything can wait till tomorrow. Well, missy, what if you wake up tomorrow and you\'re dead? HUH? Betcha didn\'t think about *that*, did you?
Sean: Uh.. Lij?
Lij: I\'m sorry. It\'s just.. I hate her. And I need a shag.
Vigs: *looks up* Give me a minute, alright?
Lij: Why couldn\'t Orli still be here? He\'d be up for it in no time...
Vigs: Are you calling me old?
Lij: Uhhhhhh... no. You got a complex??
Vigs: I thought I heard you say \"because Vigs is old and decrepit.\"
Lij: *looks at Sean.. mouths \'help me.\'*
Vigs: I\'ll show *you* \"up for it\".
Lij: *meeps*
Sean: *gets the popcorn*
Vigs: You like that, huh? SAY my name, Bitch! SAY MY NAME! WHO\'S YO\' DADDY? *nods to...er.. everyone*
Lij: Facial features sure do a lot of talking in her stories, don\'t they?
God I love you!
This is so feckin funny.....yer daft bugger. :)
I\'m lovin your Lij, he has the best lines in the world....such as:
Lij: Well, I\'m sure they won\'t mind. Look, they\'re accustomed to it.
Lij: Wait, it\'s for Makeupartisits. Isn\'t she a Makeup artist? Won\'t do her much good, will it?
Lij: Probably.. a ... erm.... the end of this fic is what it looks like! Hah!
Lij: Cos, y\'know...we have each other. Perk up. It\'ll be okay...
Lij: Ally the shapeshifting heroine has now, apparently, morphed into a canary.
Lij: *is just impressed that Ally managed to call it a cigarette instead of a smoking stick, a burning stick, a cancer stick or a cough stick.*
//“Of cour’ll ’ll come” Shalini snapped back watching her inhale the death trap.//
Lij: I spoke too soon
//The table rose up.//
Lij: HOLY SHIT! (It took me five minutes to stop laughing after this one!)
Lij: *imagines Craig in a cop uniform...* (Aaaaaah, you got me where it hurts! *salivates*
And then there\'s this!!!!!
Vigs: What\'s a makeup therapist?
Lij: We\'ve been through this. It\'s a bit like a makeup artisit. Only. Not.
Sean: Kind of like her friend\'s really like her, but not?
And then this will go down with the classic MST dialogue quote book of all time!!!!
Lij: Tomorrow, tomorrow. Everything can wait till tomorrow. Well, missy, what if you wake up tomorrow and you\'re dead? HUH? Betcha didn\'t think about *that*, did you?
Sean: Uh.. Lij?
Lij: I\'m sorry. It\'s just.. I hate her. And I need a shag.
Vigs: *looks up* Give me a minute, alright?
Lij: Why couldn\'t Orli still be here? He\'d be up for it in no time...
Vigs: Are you calling me old?
Lij: Uhhhhhh... no. You got a complex??
Vigs: I thought I heard you say \"because Vigs is old and decrepit.\"
Lij: *looks at Sean.. mouths \'help me.\'*
Vigs: I\'ll show *you* \"up for it\".
Lij: *meeps*
Sean: *gets the popcorn*
Vigs: You like that, huh? SAY my name, Bitch! SAY MY NAME! WHO\'S YO\' DADDY? *nods to...er.. everyone*
Lij: Facial features sure do a lot of talking in her stories, don\'t they?
God I love you!
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May 25, 2003 at 12:00 AM
You know Makeup4artisits.com isn\'t a real website? neither is Makeup4artists.com.
*Snigger* Fucking fluffy grey gloves. Those and the strong British cockney accent will never lose their cache.
*Snigger* Fucking fluffy grey gloves. Those and the strong British cockney accent will never lose their cache.
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May 25, 2003 at 12:00 AM
Can\'t be arsed to sign in, too knackered from laughing. I don\'t know what I\'m laughing at more, your piss-take or the original dialogue!! It\'s painful ffs lol.
Um.........little request.......OrliVigshag
Right......I\'m off to find someone who knows how to perform CPR. I swear you lot are gonna kill me!!
Um.........little request.......
Right......I\'m off to find someone who knows how to perform CPR. I swear you lot are gonna kill me!!
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May 25, 2003 at 12:00 AM
\"Oh, bloody hell,\" said Sugary Lime, picking up a hungry box of Ricicles and flipping the Telly to BBC4. \"I would go out into the city today, but since London, where I live, and have to make everyone aware of it, is never busy at night, I think I\'ll just stay home. Bugger all. Wot, wot.\"
Kisses to the twinses. . .preciousssss twinses!
Kisses to the twinses. . .preciousssss twinses!
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May 25, 2003 at 12:00 AM
*crying* I want to go home! I want this to end! I want to see Lij with sexy-as-fuck just-been-shagged hair! *drools, then starts crying again* It\'s all so unfair!