I am not allowed to watch Robot Chicken anymore. I was just working on a very, very foreshadowy bit involving two characters who will eventually fall in love, and the first thing that went through my head: "This is me. This is Stalin. We're married."
Just trust me. FUNNIEST. THING. EVER.
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- Yet another member of the herd of neo-pro writers thundering across the 'Net, S. E. Ward spends most of her time swearing at characters, getting more ideas than she can handle, and knitting.
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