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quarterturn) wrote2007-12-13 12:49 pm
quarterturn) wrote2007-12-13 12:49 pm
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I had a dream last night in which I was having sex with Pete Wentz. Bandom friends, this is all your fault. I don't know how, but it is. The sex was amazing, but it was weird and he was reading me Kant during. I have no idea.
The thing is, I'm only vaguely attracted to Pete Wentz, in the same way I'm attracted to Colin Farrell: it'd probably be good, but I'd need to be tested for every STD known to man afterwards, and probably some known to animals. And I'd never quite get that dirty feeling off.
Granted, my knowledge of Pete Wentz is limited to what I hear through the few bandom friends I have, and a few random tidbits here and there that make it into mainstream media. So I have this kind of half-formed concept of Pete as like, the organ grinder's monkey. He's kinda cute, and he completes his required tasks fairly competently, but you wouldn't want to get too close for fear of fleas, and it's the organ grinder that's got all the talent anyway. The organ grinder, in this analogy, being Patrick, of course. I'm pretty sure there's an 'organ' joke in there somewhere that my inner 12-year-old is dying to find, but I'm kind of excited that I didn't build the whole analogy around that joke. Fandom hasn't eaten all of my soul yet.
The thing is, I'm only vaguely attracted to Pete Wentz, in the same way I'm attracted to Colin Farrell: it'd probably be good, but I'd need to be tested for every STD known to man afterwards, and probably some known to animals. And I'd never quite get that dirty feeling off.
Granted, my knowledge of Pete Wentz is limited to what I hear through the few bandom friends I have, and a few random tidbits here and there that make it into mainstream media. So I have this kind of half-formed concept of Pete as like, the organ grinder's monkey. He's kinda cute, and he completes his required tasks fairly competently, but you wouldn't want to get too close for fear of fleas, and it's the organ grinder that's got all the talent anyway. The organ grinder, in this analogy, being Patrick, of course. I'm pretty sure there's an 'organ' joke in there somewhere that my inner 12-year-old is dying to find, but I'm kind of excited that I didn't build the whole analogy around that joke. Fandom hasn't eaten all of my soul yet.