baby, baby, the man's no good / baby, baby, should have understood

[themeletor]

Channeling my inner Kitten. Yeah, I could have been writing, but... this was more fun.

.:: smooches wormmonabc ::.

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wormmonabc[regarding my refusal to write Ducard/Kitten]: Ah, you suck. AND NOT IN THE GOOD WAY, EITHER.
meletor_et_al: THAT'S NOT WHAT BRUCE TOLD ME LAST NIGHT.
wormmonabc: WTF? Are you CHEATING on my MAN?
meletor_et_al: that sentence doesn't work
wormmonabc: ....huh?
meletor_et_al: re-evaluate it
wormmonabc: Are you cheating on my man..... wait, are you insinuating that he's not my man?
meletor_et_al: not at all
wormmonabc: YOU LITTLE CHEATING BITCH. I thought what we had was special!
meletor_et_al: you pull this EVERY TIME. GOD.
wormmonabc: Well, fine! I'll just go find someone ELSE to sleep with! *stomps off*

....

*stomps back* Who haven't you done?
meletor_et_al: your mom
wormmonabc: Hardy har har har. Fine, I'll go find Dick, the little pimp..
meletor_et_al: (omg! high school humor! I feel so sophomore year.)
wormmonabc: *hits*
meletor_et_al: ow! bitch!
wormmonabc: Ah, suck it up!
meletor_et_al: isn't that what started this whole thing?
wormmonabc: YESH.
meletor_et_al: GOOD TO KNOW.
wormmonabc: Go.... away! Hah, nothing dirty in THAT!
meletor_et_al: yeah, nothing witty either!
wormmonabc: WE ARE THE BIGGEST BITCHES ON THE INTERNET.
meletor_et_al: HELL YES YOU DIRTY SLUT
wormmonabc: BRING IT ON, WHORE..
meletor_et_al: you'd like that, wouldn't you?
wormmonabc: Nah, I've got other people to occupy my time now. ;-)
meletor_et_al: oh, I see how it is. so now that you've got PAYING CUSTOMERS I'm not GOOD ENOUGH
wormmonabc: Hell ya, bitch.
meletor_et_al: well fuck you. I BRING IN MORE IN A NIGHT THAN YOU EVER WILL.
wormmonabc: *sniffs* That was below the belt....
meletor_et_al: ...I'm sorry, hot stuff.
wormmonabc: *sniffs again* Look, just because you don't have the uneven boob problem doesn't mean you're a better flirt! It just means you pull in a better 20/20 crowd.
meletor_et_al: look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, really. you wanna work the street together tonight?
wormmonabc: Well, okay.... only if you show me how to do that swirly thing right.. Whenever I try it, I end up gagging. Totally ruins the mood.
meletor_et_al: of course, babe
wormmonabc: Glee. ^^
wormmonabc: What color neglige?
meletor_et_al: up to you, but I'm wearing the lilac vinyl mini, so you might want to stay away from purples
wormmonabc: I'll wear orange. Bright, pumpkin orange.
meletor_et_al: fabulous!
wormmonabc: And the pearl earrings!
meletor_et_al: you have no sense of taste, and I love it.
wormmonabc: I knoes. ^^
meletor_et_al: come on, doll. throw on the black boa and put on your streetwalking shoes, it's time to punch in!
wormmonabc: Duh-duh-duh..... *puts on bright pink eyeliner that clashes with everything* Ah, the life of a prostitute is never dull.
meletor_et_al: ahahahah not with you around it isn't


...perhaps now I shall write.
thank you for your time.

Comments

[wormmonabc.livejournal.com]

My life is truly something now that you're in it, Mel.

....gee. Wonder if there's a Hallmark card for that? Hmm.

[ima-pseudonym.livejournal.com]

I miss high school so much, it's beyond pathetic...

My friend, Jon, and I used to call each other whores back and forth during class.. And then he called me a half-cent prostitute, and my tech. theater teacher overheard and went off on a ten minute speech about how "America hasn't had a half penny since... etc."

...God I love that teacher...

[shrieking-ell.livejournal.com]

Just wanted to remind you all.

Dick is MINE.

I do not care how Mrs. Robinson that makes me. 'Sides, Anne Bancroft was a total hottie anyway.

*runs of with Nightwing*

[wormmonabc.livejournal.com]

Oh, please. With my good looks and mad skills? You don't stand a chance.

[shrieking-ell.livejournal.com]

Child, you have no idea.

The power of the older woman is not to be denied.

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

and the jeans.
*g*

[shrieking-ell.livejournal.com]

well, of course. those go without saying.

*flaunts magic jeans*

[wormmonabc.livejournal.com]

That may be true, but Mel's been teaching me a couple of new tricks. And we all know the adage about old dogs, don't we? ;)

[shrieking-ell.livejournal.com]

Child, Mel wasn't even alive when i was learning new tricks. And I don't actually need any more as the ones i have work so exceptionally well.

And my ass in those jeans, *still makes strangers stop and drool

;-)

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

speaking of, is your hot-in-jeans ass gonna get online sometime soon, or do I go make a soup run? 'cause I found my good pen last night while cleaning up for the prospie, and Dick!muse is, like, clawing his way out of that box.

only now that I've said so I've probably jinxed it.

[shrieking-ell.livejournal.com]

well, err...i'm ummm....
did i mention that hubby is home?

and that i rented Finding Neverland and Sin City tonight?

and i have a Bar Mitzvah to attend tomorrow?

I'm not going to be seen online for a while, i believe.

Lex is sending Dick a gift. He wants to see him again bad. With or without Bruce.

[wormmonabc.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Mel was telling me about that particular aspect. *rolls eyes* And I ain't no child, I be fifteen. That means I'm a legal adult in some countries. :P