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Random-

Stalling on fic with a very unfocused brain. Just thought suddenly about Sister C and the hours of entertainment gleaned from her perpetual arguments with the local Father.

Because you know, she was this rather sexually repressed Irish nun and he was a somewhat more... overtly Italian priest. Of course you have to understand that if sparks flew it was more than likely because they were trying to kill each other by flinging a toaster in the bathtub...

Sexual chemistry. Funny old thing.


Not that this helps me with my fic stalling of course, but I thought I'd share in the moment.

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It is Wednesday. Also known as Hump Day. I would like to Hump Hugh Jackman instead of going to work today.

Unfortunately that probably won't happen. Either way, I don't want to actually go and see my grandmother again because I know she'll just put me in a crap mood once more and that's no fun for anyone. You see Humping Hugh would be far better for my mental health.

Someone should write and tell him. For the betterment of human welfare he should come and hump me every Wednesday.