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Hilarity

Tonight, the redheaded fanficcer had more yaoi to share, and this time, I wound up reading it.

One of my derangements is that when I see something wrong, I correct it. So in the middle of reading this explicit sex scene, M/M/M, that had half the audience fanning themselves (though the a/c or lack thereof in the room contributed), there I was with blue sparkle-pen fixing wrong words and Bad Typing Moments.

There was this utter eruption of laughter.

You had to be there.

Incidentally, there is the need of a few smutty synonyms -- what does one call the vigorous pumping of one's partner's cock with one's fist? Because "fisting" just does not work. In fact, it did not work to very hilarious effect.

Good times. Good times.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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