That supertanker sailed long ago
Jan. 19th, 2008 08:17 amIt is early, it is cold. My mom and I are up because I have to open the store. My father comes down the stairs half-awake in a turtleneck in boxers, hair everywhere.
And the first thing he says to me is:
"Did House sleep with Cuddy?"
...um, good morning to you too, dad. O.o Good to know where your priorities are. :F
And the first thing he says to me is:
"Did House sleep with Cuddy?"
...um, good morning to you too, dad. O.o Good to know where your priorities are. :F
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Date: 2008-01-19 04:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-19 10:11 pm (UTC)*ahem*
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Date: 2008-01-19 11:49 pm (UTC)Direct your dad to
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Date: 2008-01-20 03:44 pm (UTC)And oh my god...I don't know which is a more head-exploding thought, the idea of my dad actually reading House/Cuddy fanfic, or writing it. Either one kind of makes me want to sit in a corner and rock back and forth.O.@