Even for you, this makes no fucking sense at all.Sole Man wrote:Can somebody tell me what kind of a world we live in, where three gay incest guys are stealing all of some redneck girl dressed up like a skank's press?
This music needs an Enema!
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Can somebody tell ME
what kind of a WORLD we live in
where a man dressed up as a BAT
gets all of my press ?
This town needs an enema !
~Jack's Joker, 1988
{so it almost makes sense, if you can get into that Sloe-mode...}
what kind of a WORLD we live in
where a man dressed up as a BAT
gets all of my press ?
This town needs an enema !
~Jack's Joker, 1988
{so it almost makes sense, if you can get into that Sloe-mode...}
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on my Joke
How the Hell does that NOT make sense?
More important: When the Hell did I Start making sense?
The only POSSIBLE way that you didn't get that, is that you didn't get the refrence. (Did Ledger really erase all memory of Nicholson?)
More important: When the Hell did I Start making sense?
The only POSSIBLE way that you didn't get that, is that you didn't get the refrence. (Did Ledger really erase all memory of Nicholson?)
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Um ... okay.Sole Man wrote:The only POSSIBLE way that you didn't get that, is that you didn't get the refrence.
If that makes you feel better.
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Irulan tried rewriting the scene from a different perspective, but it still did not work. As her mind was wandering in search of a solution, she suddenly remembered those three feverish nights of wild abandon spent in the arms of Korba ... Korba with his oversize head and massive, sensual lips. ... Oh, those hot, burning flaps of moist flesh that had explored every inch of her!Redstar wrote:- Irulan took Paul up on his offer to cuckold... Any guesses who it will be?
Close?
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Good one! But let's try something more wonderfully meaningless...SandChigger wrote:Irulan tried rewriting the scene from a different perspective, but it still did not work. As her mind was wandering in search of a solution, she suddenly remembered those three feverish nights of wild abandon spent in the arms of Korba ... Korba with his oversize head and massive, sensual lips. ... Oh, those hot, burning flaps of moist flesh that had explored every inch of her!Redstar wrote:- Irulan took Paul up on his offer to cuckold... Any guesses who it will be?
Close?
Irulan sat at her desk, her hand gripping the pen as she worked to refine the final draft of Paul of Dune before it released to the public. Her writing grew more furied until finally she ripped the paper, and in her anger tossed it against the wall... Paul was lost to her, and she felt her heart pang with sadness. It was then that she felt a hand tightly grip onto her shoulder, and before she turned she knew who it was: that strong, powerful grip; the presence of lust and desire in the air; the boundless compassion... It could only be one man. She turned and looked into the eyes of her Feyd, his red hair curled into neat locks over his brow. Granted, he was a ghola crafted by the Tleilaxu, but he had had his memories awakened and could warm her body as he did on Giedi Prime, in another lifetime, so long ago...
(They take from the Encyclopedia, let's see them rip from the miniseries. Or was this a plot-device in Sandworms? And of course this ghola will die in a completely random way before book's end)
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I predict a sappy romance between Duncan/Hayt and Alia.
"Alia looked into Duncan dead silver eyes. Even with all the experience her Other Memories gave her, she could discern no hint of emotion in those expressionless orbs. But Duncan was not closed to her; the way his hands roamed over her ripe, yearning body showed her everything she needed to know about how he felt."
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"Alia looked into Duncan dead silver eyes. Even with all the experience her Other Memories gave her, she could discern no hint of emotion in those expressionless orbs. But Duncan was not closed to her; the way his hands roamed over her ripe, yearning body showed her everything she needed to know about how he felt."
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The epic continuation of the tale of the indomitable Feyd ghola!
"You were thinking of him. My cousin," said Feyd. Irulan turned to face him, a half-smile on her lips as she looked into his eyes with slight desperation. "The mentat in you reveals these things so easily, don't they?" she said at last. His eyes moved to the wall, and he frowned. "No. I just know you, even in this life. Your heart is as open to me as your body is." The princess fell into Feyd's arms, her face buried in his strong, naked chest. At last she looked up at him, unsure what to say next. Finally: "You're different from... before." She reached up, her finger curling through his striking red hair. "It wasn't so red before." The never-baron grinned slightly, answering her open mind. "The Tleilaxu changed many things. The hair is just a side-effect, of my Harkonnen genes more pronounced." He paused a moment, then "Sometimes I feel as if I'm a different person. I have the same body," he paused again as his hand unconsciously went to the scar from Paul's knife, then "but those memories feel far-off. Another man." There was silence between them before Irulan let her hand move to his cheek, caressing his face as he looked down at her. "You're the same man as ever. The man I loved, and will love." Feyd smiled half-heartedly, and wondered if she noticed the difference. But he lifted her, carrying her to the bed in silence. And as he gently knotted the tight cords around her begging flesh, he could not help but think of that one person that always came back to his mind, in the darkest of nights or the most intimate of moments. It was always Paul, the man that had killed him and was now himself dead. But these thoughts had grown surreal, hazy. He was beginning to feel like it wasn't Paul. Someone different, but who still called him just as powerfully. A girl. A girl he'd been meant to meet, in his previous life...
"You were thinking of him. My cousin," said Feyd. Irulan turned to face him, a half-smile on her lips as she looked into his eyes with slight desperation. "The mentat in you reveals these things so easily, don't they?" she said at last. His eyes moved to the wall, and he frowned. "No. I just know you, even in this life. Your heart is as open to me as your body is." The princess fell into Feyd's arms, her face buried in his strong, naked chest. At last she looked up at him, unsure what to say next. Finally: "You're different from... before." She reached up, her finger curling through his striking red hair. "It wasn't so red before." The never-baron grinned slightly, answering her open mind. "The Tleilaxu changed many things. The hair is just a side-effect, of my Harkonnen genes more pronounced." He paused a moment, then "Sometimes I feel as if I'm a different person. I have the same body," he paused again as his hand unconsciously went to the scar from Paul's knife, then "but those memories feel far-off. Another man." There was silence between them before Irulan let her hand move to his cheek, caressing his face as he looked down at her. "You're the same man as ever. The man I loved, and will love." Feyd smiled half-heartedly, and wondered if she noticed the difference. But he lifted her, carrying her to the bed in silence. And as he gently knotted the tight cords around her begging flesh, he could not help but think of that one person that always came back to his mind, in the darkest of nights or the most intimate of moments. It was always Paul, the man that had killed him and was now himself dead. But these thoughts had grown surreal, hazy. He was beginning to feel like it wasn't Paul. Someone different, but who still called him just as powerfully. A girl. A girl he'd been meant to meet, in his previous life...
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Hayt looked at the man his previous life had called Mentor, compatriot and friend. Gurney Halleck had been sent by Jessica to test this 'Duncan', to see if he really was a true reincarnation of that famous warrior. "On Guard! I'd hate to see if you've lost everything I've taught you, Hayt." "Gurney-man, I'll show you a few tricks the Tlaylaxu taught me. Tricks only a Zensunni-Mentant Warrior can pull off!" The pair stripped to the waist and oiled down, then stepped onto the training mat. Gurney flexed his muscles, old from too many wars but well defined and honed to a razor's edge. Hayt admired the elder warriors physique. The perfection reminded him of that he had experienced in his lover Alia's body. Gurney also realized that Hayt's perfected abs, glimmering with sweat and oil, showed their Atradies perfection. As the two men wrestled, testing each other's limits, straining under the hot lamps, their warrior's bond was re-kindled. Gurney admired an expert feint, Hayt saluted his opponent at an expert pin. The scent of Gurney's prespiration filled Hayt's nostrils, igniting memories of cold nights the two warriors had spent, deep in enemy territory, in the service of their Duke. He knew, and gurney could see it in his eyes, the bond between these two warriors was deep, deeper than brotherhood, more intimate than...
"Hayt!" Gurney exclaimed. "Mood is for cattle or loveplay, not for fighting!" With that, Gurney executed a perfect kidney punch, winding and dropping his opponent. Yes, Jessica would be pleased with his report, Hayt had responded as she had suspected. The crippling affection Gurney had planted would work well as a method of controlling this Ghola, and by proxy, the Imperial Regent.
"Hayt!" Gurney exclaimed. "Mood is for cattle or loveplay, not for fighting!" With that, Gurney executed a perfect kidney punch, winding and dropping his opponent. Yes, Jessica would be pleased with his report, Hayt had responded as she had suspected. The crippling affection Gurney had planted would work well as a method of controlling this Ghola, and by proxy, the Imperial Regent.
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maybe Keith is saving time and money and letting Arnie "write"
the new books for a blowjob and a pack of GummiSandWorms ....
the new books for a blowjob and a pack of GummiSandWorms ....
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OH SHIT.
I was just starting to read CHAPTER THREE AND FORE and realized that Kevin has probably followed Paul into the desert, all the way to Jacurutu.
I guess I've been thinking about it only from the point of view of the former supposed main character, Jessica, and the other characters around her ... who all think Paul is dead until the Preacher shows up in CoD.
Judging from the way the Hack had no problem spoiling details of the originals in the House books, I doubt he'll balk now at detailing how Paul takes on his new role.
This could be even worse than I've been expecting.
I was just starting to read CHAPTER THREE AND FORE and realized that Kevin has probably followed Paul into the desert, all the way to Jacurutu.
I guess I've been thinking about it only from the point of view of the former supposed main character, Jessica, and the other characters around her ... who all think Paul is dead until the Preacher shows up in CoD.
Judging from the way the Hack had no problem spoiling details of the originals in the House books, I doubt he'll balk now at detailing how Paul takes on his new role.
This could be even worse than I've been expecting.
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Vampires of DuneBaraka Bryan wrote:maybe the hack has seen the success of Twilight and is trying to shift Dune to take advantage of that lucrative market of twits.Nekhrun wrote:My prediction is that sales will still lag because the title is even more of a girl's title than Jessica of Dune was.
Paul of Dune was so bad it gave me a seizure that dislocated both of my shoulders and prolapsed my anus.
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