I'm Sorry already!
Feb. 20th, 2003 07:16 pmBecause everyone else is doing it: The Apology Meme
Dear Zeke: Sorry about that whole "too proud to say yes" thing. It's not called "Proud as Lucifer" for nothing, you know.
Dear Scoobies: Buffy, I'm sorry I paired you off against the Teletubbies, dressed you as Janet Weiss and didn't let you get laid when everyone else did.
Willow, I'm sorry I killed you off young and made you abusive. I'm not, however sorry I married you off to Giles or vamped you. And I most definitely do not apologize for the Faith Incident. But I am sorry about the Gor deal.
Xander, aside from letting Angelus rape you, I think you've done OK. Sex with Buffy, yourself and a Giles/Angelus sandwich. Oh yeah, there was the auto-erotic asphyxiation thing. Sorry about that.
Dear Giles. Sorry about that Ripper=Jack the Ripper thing. But I gave you hot doggie style sex with Oz to make up for it. Oh and phone-sex with your lovely Willow.
My darling Indy. I'm sorry about the whole mess with Belloq. Oh wait, no, I'm not. You should see what he's cooked up for a third installment.
Dear AJ, Sorry about the cheap whore thing. And also about the rape you imagined. Next time, duck that tranq dart, luv. One of these days it will be sweet schmoopy incest.
Dear Rick, Sorry about that BreathControl!Dom!AJ I sicced on you. Oh wait. I'm not. It worked.
Dearest Luke, You know I love you best of all and that I've loved you longest. I'me sorry about Ares, especially since he pairs much better with your sister. I apologize for making you Palpatine's decoration, for killing you, for letting commit suicide, for the carbon freeze and the whole Lord Vengar episode. But I'm really, really sorry for the whole mess on Azi'Befo. I'm not apologizing for that time you spent as Jabba's dancing slave. Not my fault you look good in too much eye make-up. buit you must admit, you're getting laid regularly by a handsome smuggler. And sometimes by a gorgeous princess. Sometimes by both at the same time.
Dear Han. I love you, you know that. So you know I'm sorry about killing you. Twice. But at least the first time around you had fifty good years with a Jedi who loved you very much! I'm sorry I stranded you on Earth and made you live different lives until you were rescued. Oh, and I apologize for the purple blotches from the virus.
Jim & Blair, Spock & McCoy, et al. Sorry i haven't gotten you written yet
Dear Zeke: Sorry about that whole "too proud to say yes" thing. It's not called "Proud as Lucifer" for nothing, you know.
Dear Scoobies: Buffy, I'm sorry I paired you off against the Teletubbies, dressed you as Janet Weiss and didn't let you get laid when everyone else did.
Willow, I'm sorry I killed you off young and made you abusive. I'm not, however sorry I married you off to Giles or vamped you. And I most definitely do not apologize for the Faith Incident. But I am sorry about the Gor deal.
Xander, aside from letting Angelus rape you, I think you've done OK. Sex with Buffy, yourself and a Giles/Angelus sandwich. Oh yeah, there was the auto-erotic asphyxiation thing. Sorry about that.
Dear Giles. Sorry about that Ripper=Jack the Ripper thing. But I gave you hot doggie style sex with Oz to make up for it. Oh and phone-sex with your lovely Willow.
My darling Indy. I'm sorry about the whole mess with Belloq. Oh wait, no, I'm not. You should see what he's cooked up for a third installment.
Dear AJ, Sorry about the cheap whore thing. And also about the rape you imagined. Next time, duck that tranq dart, luv. One of these days it will be sweet schmoopy incest.
Dear Rick, Sorry about that BreathControl!Dom!AJ I sicced on you. Oh wait. I'm not. It worked.
Dearest Luke, You know I love you best of all and that I've loved you longest. I'me sorry about Ares, especially since he pairs much better with your sister. I apologize for making you Palpatine's decoration, for killing you, for letting commit suicide, for the carbon freeze and the whole Lord Vengar episode. But I'm really, really sorry for the whole mess on Azi'Befo. I'm not apologizing for that time you spent as Jabba's dancing slave. Not my fault you look good in too much eye make-up. buit you must admit, you're getting laid regularly by a handsome smuggler. And sometimes by a gorgeous princess. Sometimes by both at the same time.
Dear Han. I love you, you know that. So you know I'm sorry about killing you. Twice. But at least the first time around you had fifty good years with a Jedi who loved you very much! I'm sorry I stranded you on Earth and made you live different lives until you were rescued. Oh, and I apologize for the purple blotches from the virus.
Jim & Blair, Spock & McCoy, et al. Sorry i haven't gotten you written yet