mrissa: Stranger things have happened. "Things We Keep In This House For No Reason" has grown plot. timprov: Really? M: Well, not more than a thousand words worth of plot. But still. T: Apparently plot is like mushrooms. M: Pour enough bullshit on it and it grows? T: That's how it seems to work for you, anyway. M: Yeah, that's how it works.
I have since noticed that since we have already established that alecaustin brings the darkness to our collaborations, I should have already figured out that I bring the bullshit, and the mushroom thing would have been clear all along.