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Title: Old Acquaintance
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ifeelbetter
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Summary: Hawkeye thinks back on BJ and Korea and finds the memories not nearly as painful as they once were.
Notes: Tiny thing of concern: I remember something in Coleridge's journal about a lemonade recipe that required fricking barrels of rum but I have no memory of where it was or any other details. I am not going to go research this because that would be (a) weird and (b) faaaar too much like work. But trust me: STC loved him some rum.
Allscreamlet asked of me was that BJ not have his scary pornstache. And...it's screamlet, y'all. I feel compelled, on behalf of the internets and joy, to come through for her. And she immortalized my city, guys. The least I can do is pretend BJ was never incepted* to grow a mustache.
* OBVS, no one would come up with that idea naturally. I think this, right here, was the idea-bug Cobb was thinking of when he phrased the mind-biz in such creeptastic terms to Ariadne. He was thinking of your 'stache, BJ. Yeah, I'm looking at you.
( Should old acquaintance be forgot, and never thought upon )
Author:
ifeelbetterDisclaimer: I own nothing of value.
Summary: Hawkeye thinks back on BJ and Korea and finds the memories not nearly as painful as they once were.
Notes: Tiny thing of concern: I remember something in Coleridge's journal about a lemonade recipe that required fricking barrels of rum but I have no memory of where it was or any other details. I am not going to go research this because that would be (a) weird and (b) faaaar too much like work. But trust me: STC loved him some rum.
All
screamlet asked of me was that BJ not have his scary pornstache. And...it's screamlet, y'all. I feel compelled, on behalf of the internets and joy, to come through for her. And she immortalized my city, guys. The least I can do is pretend BJ was never incepted* to grow a mustache.* OBVS, no one would come up with that idea naturally. I think this, right here, was the idea-bug Cobb was thinking of when he phrased the mind-biz in such creeptastic terms to Ariadne. He was thinking of your 'stache, BJ. Yeah, I'm looking at you.
( Should old acquaintance be forgot, and never thought upon )
