Fic, beer, and deep thoughts
Fic written for the contrelamontre "character development" challenge: In Lieu of Flowers
Sirius/Remus, Remus/Kingsley, PG, OotP spoilers.
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Today at work, I began to think how wonderful it would be if there were beer trucks, like ice cream trucks. They would pull up in front of your house or place of work, with the jingle-jangle music playing Little Brown Jug or something equally appropriate, and you'd run out with your money and they would sell you beer, or some other refreshing alcoholic beverage.
I also had some thoughts about whether or not anything can have an intrinsic value or if it's all relative, but I won't get into that further as I've already freaked out my co-workers.
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And now to dig into all the Stargate recs you wonderful people have given me.
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This would be a great short story, actually.
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I miss beer. oh, precious booze, why have you gone from my life? Come to my house, beer truck! I wish I wasn't crap at poetry, or I would compose a sonnet to you, my yeasty friend.
=D
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That befuddled a poor engineer
On his date with a lass
He upended her glass
And failed to unhook her brassiere
Oh, wait, you said sonnet...
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:-)
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Because if so, I'm all for it.
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