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la_belle_laideDark horse! Phone call! Nice, funny, date soon, wee!
Best girl friends! Phone calls! Pizza tomorrow, movie, long chatty evening.
Cousins and uncle and aunt, phone call! Trip to Disney, lost wallet. Suck!
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minrho! Cloud sketch! CLOUD SKETCH!
Best girl friends! Phone calls! Pizza tomorrow, movie, long chatty evening.
Cousins and uncle and aunt, phone call! Trip to Disney, lost wallet. Suck!
Email from
minrho! Cloud sketch! CLOUD SKETCH![Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<a href-"http://stein.cshl.org/~lstein/mangler.cgi">') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.]
Dark horse! Phone call! Nice, funny, date soon, wee!
Best girl friends! Phone calls! Pizza tomorrow, movie, long chatty evening.
Cousins and uncle and aunt, phone call! Trip to Disney, lost wallet. Suck!
Email from <lj site="livejournal.com" user="minrho">! Cloud sketch! CLOUD SKETCH!
<a href-"http://stein.cshl.org/~lstein/mangler.cgi">The Mangler</a>! (For those not in the know: take the URL to text--your story or someone else's or a regular web page--and enter URL into the field. Mangle! Pau!)
Took URL to text of bigass huge FFVII fic, as usual. Is a month really complete unless I mangle my stories? The results:
<lj-cut text="Tifa chewed on her wrinkled face.">
"A few questions for you, if you want me to hurt my friends."
<i>(I won't do it without first knowing the details!)</i>
"Thanks," the old woman said, and she sat down on the head.
<i>("I couldn't hold it in much longer." ["Head" being a military term for toilet...])</i>
Sephiroth took another look at Strife, but Sephiroth could break Strife's neck before Reeve did.
<i>(It's a race!)</i>
"I'm in your coronary artery," she went on,
<i>("I'll send you a postcard from there.")</i>
Tifa made her way down the length of his misery.
<i>(Is that slang for something?)</i>
I came.
<i>(*snerk*)</i>
Tifa chewed on her wrinkled face.
<i>("It's a little tough. Can I get some A1 with this, please?")</i>
He seemed to grow longer as she stared at him, but she was running to.
<i>(Settle down there, boy!)</i>
She trailed a finger down his chest and Cloud was found himself looking up into stunningly bright eyes in a lower voice. Vincent was still clenched, and the doctor leaned over him and thrown him off guard. He tilted his head rested in her seat against the floor.
<i>(Yes folks, another orgy courtesy of the Mangler!)</i>
She drew her fingers down his chest and Cloud was found himself in violent spasms.
<i>(Heroin and sex don't mix, Cloud!)</i>
"I'm in your fragile brain, bridge it, and give you pleasure? How would you do it? Think about it before you answer." Cloud reached the cliff and leapt off, wondering what it takes to fight her again. "I'm fine," he said.
<i>("But I won't be when I land.")</i>
Sephiroth held his hand up and guided him back down to the bone, and then darted away.
<i>(Stop it! It probably means a dog biscuit or something! ^_^;; )</i>
Cloud looked up again, bravely, into the camera. "I would hate for you next time."
<i>(He's so considerate like that.)</i>
He knew immediately that she was daring him to throw Sephiroth into the camera.
<i>(TRIPLE DOG DARING him, in fact.)</i>
Aerith was across from him, goddamn her, the spacewhore, but the shame was secondary to the hatch of the needle, and sometimes, but only rarely, the gloves would come off and die.
<i>(Wow, I don't even know what to make of that.)</i>
Cloud Strife, as well, but it was his memory of it hit him in the crook of his pants.
<i>(Umm, ouch!)</i>
She tossed her grimy, blond hair out of his pants.
<i>(I don't even want to know how it got there.)</i>
</lj-cut>
Lalaa. Robins eating worms in my yard and in my kitchen. Pond and bell fountain functional; bright, warm sun, still too cold to be out and about without a jacket. Work tomorrow, kennels very light, thank you Powers That Be.
Hope you're all more coherent than I am. ^_^
ETA: Min's doing Clooooud, Min's doing Clooooud!
Best girl friends! Phone calls! Pizza tomorrow, movie, long chatty evening.
Cousins and uncle and aunt, phone call! Trip to Disney, lost wallet. Suck!
Email from <lj site="livejournal.com" user="minrho">! Cloud sketch! CLOUD SKETCH!
<a href-"http://stein.cshl.org/~lstein/mangler.cgi">The Mangler</a>! (For those not in the know: take the URL to text--your story or someone else's or a regular web page--and enter URL into the field. Mangle! Pau!)
Took URL to text of bigass huge FFVII fic, as usual. Is a month really complete unless I mangle my stories? The results:
<lj-cut text="Tifa chewed on her wrinkled face.">
"A few questions for you, if you want me to hurt my friends."
<i>(I won't do it without first knowing the details!)</i>
"Thanks," the old woman said, and she sat down on the head.
<i>("I couldn't hold it in much longer." ["Head" being a military term for toilet...])</i>
Sephiroth took another look at Strife, but Sephiroth could break Strife's neck before Reeve did.
<i>(It's a race!)</i>
"I'm in your coronary artery," she went on,
<i>("I'll send you a postcard from there.")</i>
Tifa made her way down the length of his misery.
<i>(Is that slang for something?)</i>
I came.
<i>(*snerk*)</i>
Tifa chewed on her wrinkled face.
<i>("It's a little tough. Can I get some A1 with this, please?")</i>
He seemed to grow longer as she stared at him, but she was running to.
<i>(Settle down there, boy!)</i>
She trailed a finger down his chest and Cloud was found himself looking up into stunningly bright eyes in a lower voice. Vincent was still clenched, and the doctor leaned over him and thrown him off guard. He tilted his head rested in her seat against the floor.
<i>(Yes folks, another orgy courtesy of the Mangler!)</i>
She drew her fingers down his chest and Cloud was found himself in violent spasms.
<i>(Heroin and sex don't mix, Cloud!)</i>
"I'm in your fragile brain, bridge it, and give you pleasure? How would you do it? Think about it before you answer." Cloud reached the cliff and leapt off, wondering what it takes to fight her again. "I'm fine," he said.
<i>("But I won't be when I land.")</i>
Sephiroth held his hand up and guided him back down to the bone, and then darted away.
<i>(Stop it! It probably means a dog biscuit or something! ^_^;; )</i>
Cloud looked up again, bravely, into the camera. "I would hate for you next time."
<i>(He's so considerate like that.)</i>
He knew immediately that she was daring him to throw Sephiroth into the camera.
<i>(TRIPLE DOG DARING him, in fact.)</i>
Aerith was across from him, goddamn her, the spacewhore, but the shame was secondary to the hatch of the needle, and sometimes, but only rarely, the gloves would come off and die.
<i>(Wow, I don't even know what to make of that.)</i>
Cloud Strife, as well, but it was his memory of it hit him in the crook of his pants.
<i>(Umm, ouch!)</i>
She tossed her grimy, blond hair out of his pants.
<i>(I don't even want to know how it got there.)</i>
</lj-cut>
Lalaa. Robins eating worms in my yard and in my kitchen. Pond and bell fountain functional; bright, warm sun, still too cold to be out and about without a jacket. Work tomorrow, kennels very light, thank you Powers That Be.
Hope you're all more coherent than I am. ^_^
ETA: Min's doing Clooooud, Min's doing Clooooud!
