Die sexuellen Phantasien der Kohlmeisen

Honey? Haven't heard of that. I'll try it, thanks!

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What on Earth is that WHUMPING thing everybody speaks of? And, do I really want to know?

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Hee! It's nothing kinky! Character A gets beat up, shot in the leg, slammed against a wall, run over by a truck, what have you. I'm not sure if it still qualifies as whumping if his/her pet hamster dies in a horrible fashion, but I'm guessing yes.

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Hurt without the comfort?

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Oh, there can be comfort.

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BUT WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE?

I need the definition, man. I love definitions.

*g*

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I DON'T KNOW! You have revealed my ignorance! So let's search for a definition. Google, darling, I need you.

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Hm, I'm getting several hits that give a definition along the lines of: A specialised form of h/c with emphasized h.

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AH-HAH!

You're a darling, and you make GREAT icons.

Nothing for me, then. I don't even particularly like h/c.

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I-- what? Um. Thank you.

Me neither! But, but Fraser! I want to see his composure shattered and his perfect hair in disarray and his vocabulary down the drain and his lips kissed red and and...I'm going to lie down for a bit. ;)

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I love definitions.

You lawyer, you.

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Hmmm, I don't know if you can get it there but pawpaw cream/ointment is really good for chapped/burnt lips. Better than any chapstick I have managed to find.

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Hm. *tilts head* I'd have to look for that, I think. Or not. Because my lips aren't burning anymore! Woot!

I'm easily excitable today.

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Yay! Long may the non-burning lips prosper. In comparison mine are all with the peeling. Bah. *reaches for ointment*

The heat? :)

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The sleep deprivation! I went to bed at 3, but stood up at half past 7 because I wanted to go swimming before the hordes of people arrived. Now my arms are all noodly.

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Ooooooooooo noodle (noddle??? I just typed noddle) arms. I know that feeling. Only it is generally when I go to lift something heavy up and then drop it. Namely me :P

You nut. (pecan) You could have drowned with only four hours sleep!

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Push-ups? *shudders*

Aww, no. I slept well the night before. And err...there are lifeguards! ;)

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Push ups? I don't do those unless I have someone standing over me yelling and wearing a black belt. No more like.... getting out of a chair. :P I weigh a tonne (as evidenced by my Dr's visit) and ... noddle arms.

That is what they ALL say. Life guards. Hah. Let me channel my inner Rodney and say but you could have drowned.

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*laughs*

Let me channel my inner Sheppard and point out that I didn't.

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I shall now channel my inner Rodney again, fold my arms and glare, whilst saying 'That is not the point, Colonel'.

*glares*

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When do we get to the point where inner Rodney and inner Sheppard have teh hot make-up sex?

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No idea, is this the inneremo!hot make up sex, the innerbadlywritten!hot make up sex or the inner long and plotty sort? Obviously it isn't inner PWP.

Just ignore that last sentence. Gutter, meet mind. Mind meet gutter.

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Theinnerbadlywrittenmeaningfulemowithtears!sex, of course.

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Nah. Let's go with PWP.

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