Pet peeves, that is...
It's NAVEL. Not "bellybutton" not "naval" (For those unclear with the concept of homonyms, the first refers to the spot where one's umbilical cord was attached-- providing one was not a Tank-- the other refers to things associated with the navy.)
I know this should not bother me. There are so many other things that should bother me more. But I've been in a marathon fanfic-reading session lately and you know, every single time I'm reading a story and the author, in mid-sex scene, refers to someone's navel as their 'bellybutton' it completely throws me out of the story and I'm suddenly wondering if it was written by a 12-year-old girl.
Aaagh.
Navel. Navel. Navel.
Navel.
*grinch*
It's NAVEL. Not "bellybutton" not "naval" (For those unclear with the concept of homonyms, the first refers to the spot where one's umbilical cord was attached-- providing one was not a Tank-- the other refers to things associated with the navy.)
I know this should not bother me. There are so many other things that should bother me more. But I've been in a marathon fanfic-reading session lately and you know, every single time I'm reading a story and the author, in mid-sex scene, refers to someone's navel as their 'bellybutton' it completely throws me out of the story and I'm suddenly wondering if it was written by a 12-year-old girl.
Aaagh.
Navel. Navel. Navel.
Navel.
*grinch*
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--Kellie
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(But I can't picture Ray saying navel...)
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But can you imagine Fraser saying "bellybutton"? Bwa ha ha!
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heeheehee
Me personally, I hate "cum" a lot. Also I've been seeing a lot of "discrete" instead of "discreet" and it BUGS me.
(thanks for the petting, I needed it)
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Feh.
I know, I know, I'm a crank. :-)
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"Excuse me, Sir."
"Yes, Commander Data?"
"If you look closely beneath my tunic, Commander, you will see that I have what is, in truth, a button."
"Hunh. So it is. I don't suppose you have any other . . . "
"Would you care to inspect my throbbing love rocket, Sir?"
[looks around furtively] "Meet me in my quarters at 0800."
"Yes, sir."
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May you die the death of a thousand tribbles for inducing the massive spit-take that just took out my computer screen.
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Me, I'm on permanent patrol for phase used for faze. Not remotely the same word....