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Christmas Time For My Penis by heykidzcomix (PG-13)
Fandom: DC COMICS
Pairing: N/A
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heykidzcomix
Author Website: Some of the author's fic, comix tag.
Why this must be read:
It's Christmas Eve. A half-naked Booster Gold has just brought Ted Kord back from the dead. Ted is less than ecstatic.
In the grand Carbonated Beverage Sprayed Over Unsuspecting Computer Monitor scheme of things, this story would have to rate at least a three. Ted is wonderfully bitchy, the best new word of the year makes its debut, and the Jason Todd references absolutely kill me. (No pun intended.)
I know many of you are busy with various Secret Santa projects/that wacky 'real life' thing, but I strongly encourage you to put aside a couple of minutes in order to read this story. Because really, if entertaining happy thoughts of stabbing loved ones in the neck doesn't embody the spirit of Christmas, then nothing does.
Christmas Time For My Penis
Pairing: N/A
Author on LJ:
heykidzcomixAuthor Website: Some of the author's fic, comix tag.
Why this must be read:
It's Christmas Eve. A half-naked Booster Gold has just brought Ted Kord back from the dead. Ted is less than ecstatic.
In the grand Carbonated Beverage Sprayed Over Unsuspecting Computer Monitor scheme of things, this story would have to rate at least a three. Ted is wonderfully bitchy, the best new word of the year makes its debut, and the Jason Todd references absolutely kill me. (No pun intended.)
I know many of you are busy with various Secret Santa projects/that wacky 'real life' thing, but I strongly encourage you to put aside a couple of minutes in order to read this story. Because really, if entertaining happy thoughts of stabbing loved ones in the neck doesn't embody the spirit of Christmas, then nothing does.
Christmas Time For My Penis
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