Later on, after he manages to rid himself of John Sheppard and his crazy dark hair and sunglasses and his stupid brown shorts, he thinks about canceling his order.
He sends the cursor skittering around the screen, hovering over the CANCEL ORDER button, tells himself he really doesn't need these books (because they're utter crap) and it's not like he's obsessed or anything, but then again he kind of does need these books (because they're utter crap and their authors need to know it) and, well...
"Oh my God," Rodney says to his faint reflection in the monitor. "Oh, my God."
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Later on, after he manages to rid himself of John Sheppard and his crazy dark hair and sunglasses and his stupid brown shorts, he thinks about canceling his order.
He sends the cursor skittering around the screen, hovering over the CANCEL ORDER button, tells himself he really doesn't need these books (because they're utter crap) and it's not like he's obsessed or anything, but then again he kind of does need these books (because they're utter crap and their authors need to know it) and, well...
"Oh my God," Rodney says to his faint reflection in the monitor. "Oh, my God."