Not for the faint of heart. Or small, yappy dogs, squirrels, or loaves of bread.
We do end up writing other
things from time to time.
Things we have no idea what to
do with.
So, they end up here.
Beware.
The Manifesto. Our manifesto, just like it says.
Not
the Definitive Tommy Lee Jones Anything.
You’re here already, right? Not
exactly. This is the old site, before
it was moved to 150m.com (they lost one of our files, damnit), then back to
Geocities under the new (sorta) address.
Geocities seems to have lost our wossname, password thingy or something,
and we can’t access this site behind the scenes. You can visit it, though.
Isn’t it nice? We’re currently
trying to figure out how to blow it up.
It’s distracting as hell.
The Films of Tommy Lee Jones. Something written by Jade. She was in a bit of an evil mood at the time.
Stalking the Elusive TLJ. A piece written to poke a little fun at the
fans of Mr. Jones. Go ahead, flame
us. We like a good chuckle once in a
while. Also, we had a pic that opened
this little ditty up, which was on the main page. You can find it here, just in case
you care.
He Gets Around. A humorous look at what characters in fan fiction might have to put up with from their fans.
Every Breath You Take. By Emma Royde. We received this little piece through the email, anonymously. Who would ever write such a horrid thing? A fan, that’s who…
Sam Gerard Ate My
Balls. Two women with nothing else
to do, and a sophomoric sense of humor.
They were also tired of all the ‘I love Sam!’ fan fiction being written
at the time.
