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Thursday Giggles: Austen Version

Mad over at Under the Mad Hat has written a Twitterfied version of Pride and Prejudice. The hilariously talented lady has titled it "Pride and Twitterverse" and it is, in fact, the entire novel as told through a long series of tweets. Those of you on Twitter are guaranteed to find this one particularly funny. My hat off to you, Mad. This is right up there with Emma Thompson's madly witty Golden Globe acceptance speech for her Sense & Sensibility screenplay. In fact, I think I'll go ahead and include that here for your related viewing pleasure. Enjoy!
Edited: I've since been informed there is a Facebook P&P as well as the Twitter one. I should have known....So for all you Facebook peeps, knock yourself out! (It really is hilarious).

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  1. what will they tweet next!?

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  2. The P&P on twitter is a tad scary. Have you seen the facebook one?

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  3. Love the facebook P&P, am not so much sold on the Twitter. But Emma Thompson's acceptance speech was fantastic! Thanks for that!

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  4. Marie, I'm crossing my fingers for some Harry Potter. :)

    Janice, lol. It is, isn't it? Thanks for pointing me toward the Facebook one.

    Lana, I think I gravitated to it because Twitter is where I migrated when the Facebook malaise got to be too much for me. It's a fabulous speech, isn't it? I love her.

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  5. I loved that speech! It's actually included in the bonus material on the S&S DVD. I love watching it. =)

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  6. Cam, I do the same thing whenever I watch the movie. Lol.

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  7. That was fabulous!! I can't believe I've never seen it before. I adore Emma Thompson. Thanks for posting that, Angie!

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  8. Kay, my pleasure. :)

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