(For the uninitiated, replace every instance of blog in this post with fuck)
HOLD UP MOTHERBLOGGERS, IT’S TIME TO LAY SOME APRECIATION ON A PERSON, THIS TIME IT’S THE LIGHT OF THE ICE FIELDS MORTAL ENGINES FANDOM, SAM. ARE YOU READY FOR SOME POSKITTDAMN POODLEBLOGGING APPRECIATION? OF MOTHERBLOGGING COURSE YOU ARE. HERE’S A CUT.
ALRIGHT, LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT MY BEST TUMBLR FRIEND RIGHT HERE SAM. WHERE DO I START? PROBABLY BY TURNING OFF CAPS LOCK. Ok there we are. Sam is super awesome and plays the guitar and shit, I’ve never heard her play but I know she’s probably awesome. Like I mentioned earlier, she and her girlfriend Grace are a pivotal part of the Mortal Engines fandom and therefore are goddamn amazing and I’m their sassy straight friend but this post isn’t about me. We always manage to keep each other entertained and stuff and so many in-jokes (lemon stealing whores) and she’s like one of 3 people I talk about really weird stuff with. Also she lives in England so I’ll probably never meet her in person and agddjhsd cg kl lk fssfhf
So Sam and I have decided that we should all say blog instead of fuck.
Examples: Blog yeah, blogging hell, oh my blogging god, what a blogwad, blogadoodledoo.
Mortal Engine sexual Innuendos part 2: Electric Boogaloo
(still Sam and I making these)
screw my worm
gulp my cutler
put your knife in my drawer
wren my natsworthy
fix my limpet
nabisco my shkin
potts my clytie(sam's favorite)
prey on my salthook
melt my bayreuth
input my clearance code omega(translation: buy me a drink)
visit my great under tier
hijack my airhaven
And lastly, one non WoME related one,
jimber my timber
list of WoME themed sexual innuendos me and Sam came up with on skype:
noodle my poodle
jenny my haniver
erdene my tezh
ark my angel
sell my anchorage
hester my shaw
destroy my london
stalk my fang