This is a reoccurring weekly feature that awards the "El Burrito de la Victoria" trophy to the comments with the most amount of reader "recommendations" from the prior week. All recommendations were tallied the morning this feature was posted. With any luck, this will encourage you to not only comment more often, but to be funnier.
I hope you had a nice Super Bowl.
Let's look at the bullshit you folks said last week. This includes comments form the second half of our FanPost experiment.
Comments of the Week
I hope you like Reimer fanfic, because here's some god damn Reimer fanfic!
OK Just for you.
"OH. FUCK. JAMES!"
Bernier moans as he collapses on to hard muscular body under him. He nuzzles his face into his neck and kisses him gently, wrapping his arms around the strong chest. Their lips are hot against each other. Their tongues penetrate each others mouths. Bernier pulls back slightly to look into James’ eyes.
"QUICK?!?!?!?" He recoils in horror.
"GAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA" Bernier sits up in bed. It’s pitch black in the room. He’s sweating, breathing hard. In bed. In his room. He looks to his side and sees James is there, now slowly rustling from his slumber at the noise.
He says to himself "Why? How could I dream about that? I hate him. I never want to be with him again! I LOVE JAMES."
Reimer has now woken up and is groggy and pissed at it obviously not being morning. He looks over at the alarm clock and sees the bright red digits "3:56". He rolls his eyes. "Bernie. Why are you making so much noise? Go back to sleep."
Bernier knows there is almost no one in the world he could explain such an intimate dream to other than the man beside him. He lies back down and rests his head on the pillow. "James. You know I love you so much, right?"
Reimer wraps his arm around Bernie and kisses him softly. "Of course I know that. What is it?"
"I had a dream about Quick." Bernier whispers.
"Oh…. ok. So what?" Reimer responds.
Bernier turns and looks him in the eyes, looking upset.
Reimer kisses him again and says "I know you loved him. And I know he hurt you. And I know that while that’s all in the past love doesn’t go away instantly. But a dream is a dream. He was a part of your life and that can’t be changed. All I care about is that you want to be here with me now: in real life."
Bernier gives Reimer his dumb squinty eyed grin. "James, how do you always know the perfect thing to say?"
Reimer gives him another kiss and responds jokingly "How do you ever get enough sleep?"
Bernier chuckles and pulls up the covers again. "See you in the morning, James. I love you."
Bernier kisses Reimer and they both drift back off to sleep. Their bodies pressed together. Two goalies in love.
I see all of our BoC visiting habits are about the same...
What the hell did I just scroll through and not read at all?
Angy said one of the most old-personest things she's ever said on BoC, and Stace had a response...
Don't even act like you don't buttchug Ensure
Rudy Kelly accidentally gives away a BoC secret:
Sometimes I like to mix Dr. Pepper and Early Times and my own tears
Shit, I forgot to log out and log in as Dunn
As chosen by me, arbitrarily...
Angy, I love old people.
Milf-tube dot org
Send me them digits, girl!
This is why we can't have nice things, you fucking garbage-creeps.
See you next week.