Reviews for A Warning And Gentle Reminder
ZuksGaia chapter 1 . 9/24/2007
You know, after Season 4 premires on Thursday...

...you're going to HAVE to update with even MORE fanfiction, right?
Dina C chapter 1 . 8/30/2007
Okay, funny story. Who is Dawn Yanek? Am I supposed to recognize it from previous episodes or is she a celebrity? Don't know. Anyway, thought the Pam-Jim freeze out was well described. Jim's pathos was amusing. Pam's self doubt and pep talks to herself were in character. Go Pam! Kelly stuff was funny and gross. Kind of didn't get the last couple of bits. I realize that you're doing a kind of tag ending, and we readers/viewers are supposed to make the leap, but I kind of fell down and didn't make it. Nice work as always. :)
Alex Wert chapter 1 . 8/27/2007
Sorry for the delay. Was away this weekend.

You started off a little slowly... but then you hit your stride, and probably a few mailboxes, roadsigns, pedestrians, and several unfortunate furry animals.

It's been a really rough couple of days. This helps a little.

Your talent for analogy has not waned in your absense. Jan leaving marks and Pam never again feeling clean were awesome. The Ryan and Kelly stuff. Andy and his underwear stealing. Kevin! I think Kevin wins this fic.

If me and Mose were in charge of the show, I somehow think that it would be much, much weirder though...
Nutmeggedya chapter 1 . 8/26/2007
Pshh, not on your game? Don't be stupid, that was hilarious! I really liked Kevin and Creed's relationship issues. And all the sarcasm and stuff. Very nice.
Armony Wilihiem chapter 1 . 8/25/2007
...*gives a confused Ryan look*
Cousin Mose chapter 1 . 8/24/2007
Guh...

Wha?

Holy. Mother. Of...

Jack, my friend, far from being off your game, you've come blazing back upon the scene with such ferocity it makes me think you've been planning this all along. You've been lying low, biding your time, lulling us all into a false sense of security...and then...

This is easily among the best stuff I've ever seen come out of the topsy-turvy bizarro world known as Jackland. A world where up is sideways, down is two door to the left, black is green and white is purple with red stripes.

I mean, how am I supposed to get my head around all this? How am I supposed to formulate a coherent sentence when all I want to do is give in to the apoplectic seizures of laughter and horror that I feel creeping up on me?

Genius, Jack. Sheer genius.

Reading the conversation with Jim and Kelly, or with Michael on the phone with Jan, is much like watching a horror movie with your eyes closed. You can hear what's going on, but you never really know for sure, and what your brain comes up with is infinitely more horrifying than what's on the screen. And that's really what is so strong about how you write, I think. You pave the road, sure, but you let the reader navigate the potholes and dead possums.

Wow. I could go on and on about every line that knocked me over like a Mack truck with no brakes-like Jim's moment of awkwardness that needed a private army-or Pam's need to scrub bleeding layers of skin off her body, but I'm exhausted.

Bravo, my friend. Bravo. Oh, and thanks for the shout out.