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Originally Posted by recluse
Actually, "American Psycho" sucked rancid foot fungus.
The book, too.
Totally repugnant, pretentious baby snot on a waffle.
"Deadish" is high art.
Spiffy beyond comprehension.  |
ROFL!! Recluse, I know you didn't mean for this to set off my odd sense of humor, and of course you had no way of knowing what I'd been reading earlier in the day. But, well, this
is the Llounge, and things tend to go a bit off topic here, and this is just a
perfect lead in...
There's a sci-fi/fantasy author named Kelly McCullough. I'm a big fan of his books, they combine mythology with computers. Anyway, in his words, "So, back in March when I was really sick with the stomach virus of doom and awake in the middle of the night plus borderline hallucinatory, my brain started scripting out little bits of dragon diaries...." He posts them on his Facebook page.
It basically starts when the dragon hatches and goes on from there. Along the way, dragon acquires a cat. The latest entries in the diary are these (and now you'll know why your post reminded me, Recluse...)
"Learned today that fire breath + head cold + sneeze = flaming snot napalm. Cat is fine but not going to forgive me soon.
Cat is still VERY fluffy today. One little flaming snot incident and it's big-tail city. You'd think I started the litter box on fire intentionally. It's not like cat didn't have time to get out of the way. Maybe if I fetch a fish…
Learned another lesson about dragon colds. Toasted knights! They're wonderful for your throat—scritchy outside and gooey inside. Oh and great with tomato soup."