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blamebrampton) wrote2009-05-13 09:42 pm
blamebrampton) wrote2009-05-13 09:42 pm
Oh ... bloody hell ...
I just received a lovely review for my ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hd_holidays story, and, touched, went to say thank you. 'Actually,' I said to myself, 'I think I am a little behind in thanking people for their generous comments to that story ...'
I had managed to reply to exactly 13 comments. I am the WORST fandom person ever, and apologise profusely, because I am more than aware that I do this all the time. Thank you so much to you kind people who bear with me.
In other Brammers the Barmy news, this happened today at work.
Nice colleague, holding picture of potted agave with long, fuzzy protuberance growing from the top of it: What's this thing?
Brammers' brain: Oooh! How exciting! It's an agave's sexual organ. They grow from four to 12 feet, and see all those fuzzy bits? They're movement sensitive, so they can feel the questing shift of other agave penes in the area, and attach and penetrate each other. It's one of the miracles of nature! The only thing you need to be wary of is that they aren't very good at telling plants from mammals, so make sure you're wearing realy strong trousers whenever you're around it as it's really very strong and it can be a nasty surprise if it gets behind you while you're walking past. If in doubt, two pairs of trous or undies should do it.
Brammers' mouth, for once benefitting from the brain's filter: It's a flower.
Brammers' brain to Brammers: You are NO FUN.
So, off to try and catch up with the 72,316 things I am behind on.
hd_holidays story, and, touched, went to say thank you. 'Actually,' I said to myself, 'I think I am a little behind in thanking people for their generous comments to that story ...' I had managed to reply to exactly 13 comments. I am the WORST fandom person ever, and apologise profusely, because I am more than aware that I do this all the time. Thank you so much to you kind people who bear with me.
In other Brammers the Barmy news, this happened today at work.
Nice colleague, holding picture of potted agave with long, fuzzy protuberance growing from the top of it: What's this thing?
Brammers' brain: Oooh! How exciting! It's an agave's sexual organ. They grow from four to 12 feet, and see all those fuzzy bits? They're movement sensitive, so they can feel the questing shift of other agave penes in the area, and attach and penetrate each other. It's one of the miracles of nature! The only thing you need to be wary of is that they aren't very good at telling plants from mammals, so make sure you're wearing realy strong trousers whenever you're around it as it's really very strong and it can be a nasty surprise if it gets behind you while you're walking past. If in doubt, two pairs of trous or undies should do it.
Brammers' mouth, for once benefitting from the brain's filter: It's a flower.
Brammers' brain to Brammers: You are NO FUN.
So, off to try and catch up with the 72,316 things I am behind on.
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There is a (possibly apocryphal) story of one of Churchill's underlings greeting him one morning with news that a Junior Secretary had been found in a situation very similar to that described above, wandering in Hyde Park the night before.
'Last night?' asked Churchill.
'Yes, Prime Minister.'
'And that was all he was wearing?'
'Yes, Prime Minister.'
The great man is said to have lit a cigar and taken a contemplative puff. 'Bloody cold last night. Shows real toughness to face that in fishnets and heels. Makes you proud to be British!'
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