The World According To Fay

Pottering around the internet trying to get some sense of who Mike Pedicone is, as he will probably have to crop up in the story I'm writing. I have established that (1) he and Frankie are clearly loving one another to bits, and pulling each other's pigtails in a very fourteen-year-old-asshole manner, which is very disarming.

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I have also established that (2) Gerard thinks that his new drummer Mike should not wear a shirt.

...oh, Gerard, you are such an enabler. I do love your mission statement of exploiting the boys and making the girls keep their shirts on. And Frankie is SUCH a good little minion, stripping the shirts off hot menfolk obedient to your every whim.

::marvels at Bandom::

Bless you, and your delightful missus, and wee Bandit, and all the rest of the Swiss Family Way, and those who sail in them.

(On an entirely different note OH MY FUCKING GOD, HAAGEN-DAZS DARK CHOCOLATE ORANGE IS PURE SEX IN A POT!!! OM NOM NOM!!!)

Okay, I am LOVING the fabulous postapocalyptic Tank Girl-esque shenanigans of this MCR trailer for their new album, and more than half way expecting them to drive past Lady Gaga and Beyonce in the Pussy Wagon.

I fully expect there to be a buttload of fic set in this Fabulous Killjoys 'verse, and I suspect I shall be reading the shit out of it.

(...and, man, I hope that some of it features Gaga and HoneyB, because that would tickle me tremendously. Not QUITE the same aesthetic, but as crossovers go, VERY doable...)

EDITED TO ADD:

Wow, okay, Mandy gets a gold star for spotting that MCR filmed this using the same diner where Gaga and Beyonce went on their killing spree.

Ready....steady....FIC!