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[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

*dons purple hat with peacock feather, magenta zootsuit, white faux-fur coat, tacky gold cane, and platform heels a foot tall with goldfish in them*

While it may look like we're partying like it's 1999 in clothing born from a drunken one nightstand between John Travolta's wardrobe from Saturday Night Fever and Snoop Dogg's favorite suit, I do not come to pardy-hardy but rather to pimp threads, my friends.

Since I do not do this often, Let this assure you that I couldn't pimp this any harder if I were the starving master of a sideshow.

Thus, denizens of Milliways, do I ask you to read Bateman's OOM.

It is beautifully written with a rollicking frivolity that harmonizes with the grimness into the kind of wicked gallows humor that can't but make us grin and the more morbid amongst us chortle.

Now tell me, Milliways. What threads have writing that's just so attractive you would take to Red Lobster and pick up the bill?

Comments

[newredshoes]

I have nothing to add, except that I cannot second this pimp enough. Holy bejeebie, does it win.

[visible_sariel]

That my friends is what's called shiver-inducing black comedy and poetic justice. *applauds*

In other words, I third the pimping of this OOM. :D

[buongiornodaisy.livejournal.com]

4rthd!

[song_tra_bong]

Fifthed!

(Although my headvoice is possibly pouting.)

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Sixthed! I could not figure out a clever way to write that.

[walksbyherself]

So that way I do more than just flail at what was pimped, I give you

Mal and Ajedrez's OOM, in which they talk about swords and home and nobody kisses anybody.