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aesc ([personal profile] aesc) wrote2008-05-24 04:48 pm

idle hands/devil's workshop = OTP!

Give [livejournal.com profile] aesc and [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve a Saturday and news headlines, and nothing good will come of it. Case in point:

[15:42] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: now there's a headline


[15:43] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: *snort!*
[15:43] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: it's a remote controlled penis helicopter!
[15:43] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: I was thinking someone had just *thrown* it at him, but this is even better
[15:44] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: John Sheppard has one, y/y?
[15:44] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: YES
[15:44] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: I was JUST about to say that :D
[15:44] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: John TOTALLY has one
[15:44] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: great minds \o/
[15:44] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: he flies it around Rodney's lab and it drives Rodney up the wall
[15:45] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: hahahaha
[15:45] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: and Rodney is all "Colonel! Take your amazing helicopter penis SOMEWHERE ELSE" and waving his hands and becoming disturbingly red in the face
[15:45] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: heeeee
[15:46] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: and when he tries to swat it out of the air, John says, "now, Rodney, if you leave it alone, it'll leave *you* alone"
[15:47] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: and Rodney is sitting there at his desk, very very grumpy, arms folded with a remote controlled penis buzzing in circles over his head while radek bursts something internal laughing
[15:47] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: and then sam walks in
[15:48] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: and John says, "oh hi, Colonel," and quickly sets the penis to hover just behind Rodney's shoulder, and Sam looks at Rodney who is eyeing John murderously
[15:48] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: hahahahahah
[15:49] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: *fit of giggles*
[15:49] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: I bet John gets the remote controlled penis helicopter from the same place he gets the radioactive tie
[15:49] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: yis yis!
[15:50] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: and Rodney's new mission in life is to find this mysterious place and raze it to the ground and sow the earth around it with salt (figuratively)
[15:50] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: nothing good has ever come from the 70s, he's decided :|
[15:50] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: no, definitely not!
[15:52] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: polyester! flying penises! John Sheppard's sense of humour
[15:53] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: since, he figures, John's sense of humor stopped maturing in 1979 or so
[15:54] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: yis yis. and he is still glowering about it at dinner time
[15:57] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: and John elbows him and stuffs a forkload of spaghetti in his mouth says, "c'mon McKay, you *have* to admit, it was cool"
[15:57] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: "it," Rodney says with great dignity, "was a flying penis."
[15:58] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: "that's exactly my point." John looks at Rodney as though *Rodney's* the slow one and dumps more fake-parmesan on his pasta. "it's a *flying penis*"
[16:00] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: "it did seem like a remarkable feat of engineering," Teyla says as she sits down, and begins to eat her own meal. both Rodney and John turn to look at her, disturbed. she's pregnant. pregnant ladies should not find penises remarkable feats of engineering, no matter if they fly
[16:04] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: "my thoughts exactly," John says after he recovers. "I mean, you of all people should appreciate a remote-controlled flying penis, McKay." he pauses and offers Rodney the sweet leer that is calculated to infuriate anything with the last name McKay. "or... you know, I bet you're jealous you didn't think of it first."
[16:08] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: "oh clearly," Rodney says slowly, in a way which he is sure heightens his already impressive level of sarcasm, "i, a double doctorate with the responsibility of an entire alien city and its inhabitants on my shoulders, a recipient of more awards, accolades, and science fair trophies than you could even count, *i* am jealous of your ability to fly a remote controlled phallic symbol?"
[16:12] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: "sounds like it," Ronon says, and steals Rodney's garlic bread while Rodney gapes at him. Even Teyla smiles, and Rodney seriously contemplates turning the weight of his indignation on *her*, pregnant or not, but she's Teyla, so he glares at Sheppard again, Sheppard who is snickering into his sauce. "believe me, Sheppard, I could design a much, *much* better remote-controlled helicopter penis than that."
[16:13] [livejournal.com profile] siriaeve: "that a bet?" Sheppard says
[16:15] [livejournal.com profile] aesc: "it is," Rodney replies, and folds his arms over his chest.

Our conclusion: This cannot possibly lead anywhere good.


And as a reward, have some Brendan Dean. Why? Because he's awesome. And hot. And a dork.








.eta: One more, why not?

[identity profile] aesc.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
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Is it hot in here, or is it just Brendan? :">
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[identity profile] kashmir1.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
Nnnnnnf.

*weakly* Just Brendan, I think.

[identity profile] aesc.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know, he looks kind of comfy in his suit jacket.

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[identity profile] kashmir1.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
*SIGH*

Not fair, Joe Flanigan. NOT. FAIR.

*rumples his hair*