May. 6th, 2006 08:44 am
In memoriam
It was the eve of
mollpeartree's and
princeofcairo's wedding.
his_regard came upon
lhn in conversation with an older couple.
lhn: Where are you staying?
Older Man: House of Usher. There's a plaster head of Hell in the lobby.
At this point,
his_regard steps up and says "You must be Mr Hite."
(Yes, I did just blatantly appropriate another man's story and still another man's style of presentation. It was in a noble cause, so how dare y'all be petty!)
Requiescat in pace.
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Older Man: House of Usher. There's a plaster head of Hell in the lobby.
At this point,
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(Yes, I did just blatantly appropriate another man's story and still another man's style of presentation. It was in a noble cause, so how dare y'all be petty!)
Requiescat in pace.