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notpiecebypiece @ 02:26 pm: In a time of ancient gods, warlords, and kings,
The land of Bloomington cried out for a hero.
They were Sarah and Rebekah,
Whose actual fighting skills totaled up to… zero.

These are their stories.

When moving into 34B, Rebekah and Sarah discovered
The anarchist sub-leasers of had left a mess,
Including a Buddha, a clogged bath tub,
And voodoo candles, for purposes Sarah could only guess.

Sarah and Rebekah began on quite normal terms,
Occasionally watching Law & Order SVU and speaking of riot grrrl zines.
This quickly turned into laying around the apartment in pajamas
Watching Disney movies, eating cookies, and acting out dramatic Xena scenes.

Eventually they developed
phrases such as “for real now, who threw that ham”,
a smooth pick-up move for the ladies that Rebekah could never exactly master,
and planned to crucify Rebekah’s little stuffed lambs.

They discussed hot professors and feminism in Xena,
They played Grand Theft Auto and drank a lot of red wine.
They learned valuable lessons from Free Willy,
And managed without a vacuum just fine.

But just like Xena and Gabrielle,
Their time together came to an end.
…But not for redemption purposes, and no shady business with transferring “the fountain of life"
Forever they shall be friends.
…But not in the “Xena and Gabrielle are friends” way


Date:July 1st, 2005 09:03 pm (UTC)
I fucking love you. I forgot about the crucified lamb!!! I think I'm just going to start posting random memories. *sigh* oh 34-B.
Date:July 1st, 2005 09:16 pm (UTC)
you should do that. I will too.
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