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In this moment of my life?

I'm feeling like the biggest geek on the face of the planet. I am raving about Rickey and G-man. I bloody squeal when I'm reading their books! Books, you get it? Books! It has never happened before! Not even with PoA or GoF! Not even Good bloody Omens! I'm lost. I'm officially gone and done for. And on top of that, I browse Poppy's site, and what do I find?

BOUDREAUX'S BUTT PASTE.

I have to get around to free some icon space and made an icon of this. Which I'll practically never use, considering how few people on my flist like or at least know of the Liquor series, BUT. Boudreaux's Butt Paste!

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I. Yeah you don't know me but. I went to go get something from my first aid kit a few days ago and found a sample of that stuff. and just...laughed and laughed.

You're going to have to elaborate on this book, because Good Omens definitely made me squeal like a small child while reading it. In parts, at least.

Is the Boudreaux's Butt Paste especially funny because of something in the Liquor series? (My Boudreaux's Butt Paste story is not that funny, but the fact that the stuff exists kind of helps make my life a little more worth living.)

Hehehehe... That's brilliant.

And don't worry about the fact that I would be the only one laughing at Rickey's pain when I see that icon... everyone else will be laughing just in general. Butt Paste is ALWAYS funny.

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everyone else will be laughing just in general. Butt Paste is ALWAYS funny.
Exactly! I sure will :)

Oh, I probably would have laughed too even if I hadn't read the books, but... this particular object is tied to a scene of Prime that makes my little dorky self laugh like a, well, fangirl. ;D

Oui, madame! Still, I guess it would be funny in and of itself. I'm saying "I guess" because it's not like I can be any point of comparison, I laugh at anything.

Speaking of, Boudreaux's Butt Paste story?

Jojo. Oh, my, Jojo. There are so many parts I've loved in those books - in my mind they're really one single book, so I have to take a moment to remember which scene was in which book, but Woofer. (Which I'm fairly sure was in Prime.) The dinner scene with Getty, Rickey, G-man and Woofer. I was literally rolling in bed laughing like the madwoman (not-too-)deep down I really am, while I was reading that.

(And G-man hiding under the table with the bottle of tequila? The man took my heart, right there. :D)

Hehehe - I still think about the "who-hee, where have you been?" and snort with laughter to myself, but we don't need to go there. ;P

Put short (and I should warn you that I'm awful with summaries) - oh, sod it, I'd better just link you here (http://www.poppyzbrite.com/char_stubbs.html). :)

Mwahahaha. :D

Before I begin this story, I feel the need to tell you that my boyfriend discovered the Karaoke on demand function on our cable, and I just fucked up my throat over-singing Journey because I hadn't warmed up and I was like, "Sing from my diaphragm what?" I didn't have a mic or anything. I am an idiot.

Okay, so it was just after September 11, 2001. It was early in that November, in fact. My friend Kiki was in town. We were supposed to go to the fair that day, but she was like, "OK, let's just go with my mom and darling brother to Wal-Mart first." After three hours in Wal-Mart, I was like, "We're not going to the fair today, are we?"

Kiki's brother Nicholas was about seventeen at the time, and his mom was buying him some pants and buying some general home items, like Kleenex and lotion and stuff. Which for some reason takes like five hours with Kiki's family; I don't know why, but it does. I got bored and decided it would be a really great idea to humiliate Kiki's darling brother Nicholas, who really is the very picture of a shy, sweet guy.

So of course I ran after him holding up a tube of Boudreaux's Butt Paste and yelling, "NICHOLAS! DO YOU WANT SOME BOUDREAUX'S BUTT PASTE?! IT'S FOR DIAPER RASH, YOU KNOW. IT'S CALLED BOUDREAUX'S BUTT PASTE, NICHOLAS!"

My finest moment was holding up the (horribly Orientalist) "Arabian Dreams" costume from the "Secret Fantasies" lingerie area (no, really) and yelling out, "HEY, NICHOLAS! WHO WANTS TO FUCK A TERRORIST?"

I'm really glad Kiki's mom has known me long enough to just blow shit like that off.

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