Friday, June 20, 2008
Friendsy
I'm feeling very friendsy indeed! I'm appearing, along with many friends old and new, in the f-in' frisky flash-fiction frolic, Frenzy (forthcoming). It's edited by the phenomenal Alison Tyler—and if you've Got a Minute, you should check out her previous collection of sexy shorts.
My Frenzy story is called "You in Your Apricot Panties." (Yes, you.)
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Congratulations! See you between the frenzied covers. I won't be wearing apricot panties, however...
Bravo!
Congrats. I'll see you there as well!
Well, first I'll congratulate you, but then I need to go find those apricot panties. I'm a bit disturbed that I didn't know I had any, but I'm sure they're quite fetching!
I'm thinking of setting up a "free apricot panties" stand, like Ben & Jerry's does with their ice-cream giveaways.
Panties or (ahem) no panties, I'm so thrilled we'll all be frenzied together!
Jeremy Edwards said...
I'm thinking of setting up a "free apricot panties" stand, like Ben & Jerry's does with their ice-cream giveaways.
"Free Apricot Panties" might be misconstrued as a political statement, rather than an offering -- a plea for the release of the many thousand APs unfairly imprisoned in some cruel penile institution. ;-)
"Free Apricot Panties" might be misconstrued as a political statement, rather than an offering -- a plea for the release of the many thousand APs unfairly imprisoned in some cruel penile institution. ;-)
LOL!
But after establishing the "Free Apricot Panties Party", the Peach Panties, Tangerine Panties, Plantain Panties and Kiwi Panties will feel left out.
I think all panties should be free to pursue a life of fulfillment without fear.
Can I get an Amen?
Amen! I fully support your pan-pantyist ideology.
KM said...
Repressed panties would likely revolt, riot, and form a panty militia. It's definitely best to keep them happy, though I can't help but wonder who they would choose as their leader.
There ain't nothing sadder than repressed panties!
Amelia Bloomer would seem the logical leader, but, alas, she is dead.
Sartorially speaking, Gandhi somehow comes to mind. He knew how to live for a cause, and non-violently, to boot, though he wore none, but he had his own problems, plus: also dead.
We are in trouble here! This could spell total Panty Anarchy!
I'll try to play peacemaker by expressing solidarity* with the panties.
*For solid-colored panties. I also offer stripedarity, polkadottedarity, paisleyarity, ginghamarity, houndstoothwithlacetrimarity, etc.
You're very kind to suggest that I could charm the panties off the panties. : )
You should be their leader. I'm sure the revolting panties would appreciate your hilarity.
Hear hear!
I cast my vote for Jeremy to be "Lord of the Panties."
Or maybe we could form a pantiamentary democracy. We could have a prime miniskirt, an undiesecretary for domestic affairs, a privy councillor (as depicted on the book jacket), a minister without pantfolio ...
Craig Sorensen said...
I cast my vote for Jeremy to be "Lord of the Panties."
And for the odd zippered underpants he'd be "Lord of the Flies."
You have the mind of a great diplomat, KM! While I've cottoned to the panties, I'll endeavor to keep my relations elastic.
That's sheer genius, KM!
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