ahahahahahahahah

[jacquez.livejournal.com]

"Dief. Dief. Dief. Dief."

Dief finally looked at him.

"I'm *really* sorry," Fraser said. "I had *no* idea she was a rogue geneticist."

Dief licked his nose.

And then his other nose.

"I'll have it fixed," Fraser said, and held out a slice of pizza.

Dief barked and snapped it up, his extra tongue causing only minor difficulties.

Comments

[thete1.livejournal.com]

You're psycho. Just so you know. *g*

[some-stars.livejournal.com]

*dies*

minor difficulties!

rogue!

*love*

[kassrachel.livejournal.com]

Is it a sign of instability that this took me immediately to a South Park place (you know, the one with the geneticist trying to create multiply-assed monkeys?)

Anyway, lovely snippet. I almost choked on my tea. Viva. :-)

[lynnmonster.livejournal.com]

Hee! I gotta say, I loved the "Dief. Dief. Dief. Dief."

(Who knew he could be addressing a different nostril each time?)

[jacquez.livejournal.com]

:P

oh, i know.

[jacquez.livejournal.com]

^_^

thanks!

[jacquez.livejournal.com]

thanks!

[jacquez.livejournal.com]

No, it's not a sign of instability.

A sign of watching too much television, possibly.

[jacquez.livejournal.com]

Dief refuses to confirm or deny the two stomachs.

However, my box of Krispy Kremes has gone missing....