"You've just blown something up!" Jeremy said; for a moment he sounded rather impressed as if Jack had somehow risen in his estimation.
Ahahaha! The best way to get on Clarkson's good side: blow something up. Unless that something is his car, of course.
"Well, it was quite an impressive explosion," James allowed. "Certainly did the job."
Such a good James voice.
I love Jeremy's mourning - and, of course, James' quiet mockery. Hee! (Also, 'all the grace of a drunken marionette' is quite the image.)
This lament was sort of splendid in an absurdly English way, Jack thought, deciding furthermore that Jeremy in this sort of angst-ridden mood was unexpectedly attractive.
"It had a top speed of one hundred and sixty seven miles an hour!"
Of course, he'd probably be even more attractive if he actually stopped talking, Jack reflected.
If I could draw little hearts all over this review, I would. Hee!
Or was prevented from talking. Jack's preferred method was novel, and technically counted as assault, but on the plus side it was highly effective and non-lethal.
CAPTAIN JACK HARKNESS KISSES JEREMY CLARKSON JUST TO SHUT HIM UP
EXCUSE ME I MUST TAKE A MOMENT TO DWELL ON THE SHEER AWESOMENESS OF THIS.
BEST THING EVER.
And I love Jeremy being smug at managing to completely turn Jack's intentions around and surprise him. And I adore "He was incoherent for days afterwards, it was that good," but this is because I have a bizarre fondness for the insane-but-totally-canon Jeremy Clarkson/Bugatti Veyron pairing.
And now they're fighting over Harkness, because they fight over everything. Hee!
"And that Mitsubishi of yours is about as suitable for sex as a generously sized filing cabinet."
A Top Gear analogy being used regarding a car's suitability for sex? Fantastic.
"So you need to take us back to your place," Jeremy finished with the air of a man solving a not too difficult problem.
Oh, Jeremy would. "Right, you're taking us back to your place." He's so arrogant and presumptuous and I adore him an inappropriate amount.
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Date: 2006-10-21 09:51 pm (UTC)Ahahaha! The best way to get on Clarkson's good side: blow something up. Unless that something is his car, of course.
"Well, it was quite an impressive explosion," James allowed. "Certainly did the job."
Such a good James voice.
I love Jeremy's mourning - and, of course, James' quiet mockery. Hee! (Also, 'all the grace of a drunken marionette' is quite the image.)
This lament was sort of splendid in an absurdly English way, Jack thought, deciding furthermore that Jeremy in this sort of angst-ridden mood was unexpectedly attractive.
"It had a top speed of one hundred and sixty seven miles an hour!"
Of course, he'd probably be even more attractive if he actually stopped talking, Jack reflected.
If I could draw little hearts all over this review, I would. Hee!
Or was prevented from talking. Jack's preferred method was novel, and technically counted as assault, but on the plus side it was highly effective and non-lethal.
CAPTAIN JACK HARKNESS KISSES JEREMY CLARKSON JUST TO SHUT HIM UP
EXCUSE ME I MUST TAKE A MOMENT TO DWELL ON THE SHEER AWESOMENESS OF THIS.
BEST THING EVER.
And I love Jeremy being smug at managing to completely turn Jack's intentions around and surprise him. And I adore "He was incoherent for days afterwards, it was that good," but this is because I have a bizarre fondness for the insane-but-totally-canon Jeremy Clarkson/Bugatti Veyron pairing.
And now they're fighting over Harkness, because they fight over everything. Hee!
"And that Mitsubishi of yours is about as suitable for sex as a generously sized filing cabinet."
A Top Gear analogy being used regarding a car's suitability for sex? Fantastic.
"So you need to take us back to your place," Jeremy finished with the air of a man solving a not too difficult problem.
Oh, Jeremy would. "Right, you're taking us back to your place." He's so arrogant and presumptuous and I adore him an inappropriate amount.
Thank you for this!