I don't even know what this is
Jan. 7th, 2010 08:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
51stcenturyfox...but it's all I've got today.
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"Sahara!" Tosh managed with a snort.
"No. No no no... Gobi!" Gwen shrieked, shaking with laughter on the sofa.
"Deserts?" Ianto asked as he approached, expression quizzical. "Yes. They're hilarious."
"No," Tosh shook her head. "No, it's-" she dissolved into giggles again, almost sliding onto the concrete floor as Gwen made beached fish faces. "Stop it! I'm gonna, gon- might literally... wee. Stop!"
Ianto shook his head. "I don't... get it."
"It's, it's just, it's Jack!" Gwen said, attempting to calm down and stop laughing long enough to speak.
"What?"
"You know, how he's, he's a sexy guy, right?" She pointed out as Tosh mashed her hand against her own lips. "Except when he eats. He chews with his mouth open, and, and... talks with the... the food in."
Ianto stroked his chin. "His table manners do leave something to be desired-"
"Kalahari," Tosh stage-whispered.
"-But I'm not getting the desert references," he finished, faintly.
"It's just that Tosh..." Gwen sputtered, "just told me a term for things guys do which make them go from hot to unappealing in the space of two minutes."
Ianto looked at them expectantly.
"Moisture-killers!" They said in unison, and then Tosh did fall off the sofa.
Ianto wrinkled his brow. "Oh. Ohhhh!" He started to laugh. "Like... right!"
When Jack walked in, stuffing a large chocolate cannoli down his gob like a trained porpoise which had been tossed a whole mackerel, no one told him why "Mohave" was so funny.
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oneloveonelight . Because I stole moisture-killer from her. :D. :D
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"Sahara!" Tosh managed with a snort.
"No. No no no... Gobi!" Gwen shrieked, shaking with laughter on the sofa.
"Deserts?" Ianto asked as he approached, expression quizzical. "Yes. They're hilarious."
"No," Tosh shook her head. "No, it's-" she dissolved into giggles again, almost sliding onto the concrete floor as Gwen made beached fish faces. "Stop it! I'm gonna, gon- might literally... wee. Stop!"
Ianto shook his head. "I don't... get it."
"It's, it's just, it's Jack!" Gwen said, attempting to calm down and stop laughing long enough to speak.
"What?"
"You know, how he's, he's a sexy guy, right?" She pointed out as Tosh mashed her hand against her own lips. "Except when he eats. He chews with his mouth open, and, and... talks with the... the food in."
Ianto stroked his chin. "His table manners do leave something to be desired-"
"Kalahari," Tosh stage-whispered.
"-But I'm not getting the desert references," he finished, faintly.
"It's just that Tosh..." Gwen sputtered, "just told me a term for things guys do which make them go from hot to unappealing in the space of two minutes."
Ianto looked at them expectantly.
"Moisture-killers!" They said in unison, and then Tosh did fall off the sofa.
Ianto wrinkled his brow. "Oh. Ohhhh!" He started to laugh. "Like... right!"
When Jack walked in, stuffing a large chocolate cannoli down his gob like a trained porpoise which had been tossed a whole mackerel, no one told him why "Mohave" was so funny.
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This is for
oneloveonelight . Because I stole moisture-killer from her. :D. :D ![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
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Date: 2010-01-08 04:53 am (UTC)HILARIOUS, Foxy. A perfect coda to my evening. <333
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Date: 2010-01-08 02:55 pm (UTC)Ooops.