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[donutsweeper]

To the nice person who keeps subscribing me to the "Jesus Saves" Newsletter.  Thanks ever so much, but I have blocked it from my email server now.   I have no desire to be saved by the likes of you, in fact you're making me wish instead of "A Pair of Jacks" I'd written "A Full House" where the two Jacks grab Owen, Janet the Weevil and the Hand and have an orgy. 

So, please, give up.  I'm not interested in learning the error of my ways or my hopes of redemption. 

Damned and proud of it,

donutsweeper


eta- If anyone is curious about a Jack/Owen/Weevil/Hand pairing go read Experiment by smithy161 which was written as a result of this post.

Comments

[rustydog.livejournal.com]

Hahaahahahaha. I am very sure I couldn't do it justice. I had trouble writing two Bones characters making out for my Halloween fic! They kept getting distracted.

Although now I want to write the poor Hand a Christmas fic. *g*

[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

lol- go for it, I'm sure a manicure would be a nice present

[rustydog.livejournal.com]

Ewww, that means someone would have to touch it... okay, the Hand is sort of gross. In one of my cartoon stories, the Master made the Hand soak his oboe reeds, that was the worst bondage I could think of (that belonged in a cartoon).

Maybe they could just drop in an extra AlkaSeltzer.

[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

oooh, it'd be like a jacuzzi then!

Kill me now.

[rustydog.livejournal.com]

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the Hub,
Not a Weevil was stirring, though the Hand went "Glub glub"...

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[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

oooh, keep going, keep going!

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[hellenebright.livejournal.com]

Their stockings were hung by the cog-door with care
In hopes that The Doctor soon would be there

When down from the lift there came such a clatter
Jack sprang from his hatch to see what was the matter

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[rustydog.livejournal.com]

Wheee!

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[hellenebright.livejournal.com]

Away to the water he went at a dash,
Forgetting his jim-jams to give us a flash
A flutter of papers, like new fallen snow
Spread a layer of litter on workstations below

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[hellenebright.livejournal.com]

When what to his wondering eyes should come down
But a little blue box, with its lights flashing round
With a mad skinny pilot, so right round the bend
He knew in a flash it was Doc number ten

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[smithy161.livejournal.com]

"Captain Jack!" said the man, "I've just come from London
to tell you, you really should put some more clothes on

cos something's been following me, faster and faster,
I'm starting to think that it could be the Master!"

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[hellenebright.livejournal.com]

More rapid than Weevils our Jack did begin
To yell for Ianto to bring some clothes in
Some trousers, with braces, a shirt and a vest
Two socks, his boots, and all of the rest

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[smithy161.livejournal.com]

Ianto was willing, disturbingly so,
To dress up his Captain, and urged them to go
Out into the cold and the dark and the night
To save all of Wales from a Time Lord snowball fight

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[hellenebright.livejournal.com]

As he did up his coat, they heard from the Plass
The sinister sound of much breaking glass
When he picked up his gun, and was turning around
Down the lift shaft the Master came with a bound.

I don't know what I'm talking about any more

[smithy161.livejournal.com]

"Dear Doctor!" he said "Oh, and teaboy, and freak,
You cannot beat me, for you're all much too weak!
I'm here for a purpose, and one most nefarious,
All your lives are in balance, very precarious!"

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[hellenebright.livejournal.com]

His hair it was ginger, his face was a sight
His screwdriver soundless, it worked just by light
He ordered them out of the Hub in a hurry
To the Plass, where the snow was starting to flurry.

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[rustydog.livejournal.com]

(Y'all rock so hard.)

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[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

I'm just sitting back and enjoying what you folks are coming up with! And C&P'ing it so we can post the whole thing later in one place!

Can anybody play?

[k-haldane.livejournal.com]

He formed up two teams, one left and one right,
In order to have all the fun of a fight.
He paired with the Doctor, his friend from way back,
To take on the humans, Ianto and Jack.

They made balls from the snow, as white as old bones,
Though the Master, he cheated, and snuck in some stones.
They threw high! They threw low! They threw curve balls and straight!
Until the humans ran out. And were left to their fate.

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[travels-in-time.livejournal.com]

OK, here's the point where I fell over.

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[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

The poem needs a name. And a finale.

something about merry donut day to all or something....

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[hellenebright.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, it gets worse.

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[rustydog.livejournal.com]

I probably won't be able to keep it out of my WIP folder, the way things seem to go. Heh. (Stupid book reports over there making me feel guilty.)

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[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

wow... look at the poem go!

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[rustydog.livejournal.com]

It's a wonder to behold! (And I'm so grateful that it's released from my brain. *g*)