::drools::

[anogete]

I did my X-Files marathon on Friday while I was being lazy. I'm in love with Skinner again. I had to put the picture of him from Zero Sum behind a cut because it makes my brain fizzle. Can't... handle... the... hotness... I seriously have these depraved fantasies of being bent over Skinner's desk. When I was sixteen, my mom and dad acquired a chair from a family friend who had bought a lot of furniture from an auction. The furniture was discarded (but still perfectly wonderful) pieces from the Capital. I begged and pleaded to have the chair put in my bedroom. Why? Because I wanted to pretend it was one of the chairs from Skinner's office. (It looked remarkably like them!) In hindsight, this was probably not a normal teenage thing to do. No wonder the neighborhood thought I was weird.

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[transephera.livejournal.com]

One of my favorite episodes (even though I can't remember the name) is the one where Mulder drops Krycek off at Skinner's for a safehouse. Skinner comes to the door half undressed, still buckling his belt, and punches Krycek right in the stomach before cuffing him to the balcony and telling him to "think warm thoughts". I like to imagine all the fun things that could have happened between the time Mulder left and Krycek ended up hanging off the balcony. ^__^

[anogete.livejournal.com]

Yes! I remember that episode! I believe that is where this picture (http://pics.livejournal.com/logovo1/pic/0000r9hh/s320x240) came from. Yummy, especially when you add Krycek and some handcuffs to the mix. ;-)