Well, fillies and gentlecolts, I'm back. I'm happy to say, after a long hiatus, I am finally ready to continue writing.

First off is "Just Where Did They All Go?".

I want to finish this story first. I reckon I've left you all hanging long enough. Then, I am going to continue "Haywire". The ending was rushed, and contains an embarrassing tribute to my ex-girlfriend.

Then, I really don't know WHAT I am going to do.

Time for more uninspired stories about cars, cars, and CARS!

Oh, and ponies.

My reaction to humanized Rainbow Dash stuff:

Today, my grandfather, Lamarr Brown, is going to pass away, due to pancreatic cancer. God rest his soul.

I want to also tell you all, you all mean a lot to me. God bless you all.

For some good news, I have a girlfriend now!

I have also started making Gmod movies on the Youtube account MrCadillacHimself. Feel free to check them out!

Ladies and gentlemen, a friend of mine on Steam has gone now.

A brony like us, a decent man.....

Who committed suicide.

I dedicate this song to him.

Hopefully, my return will be worth the wait.

Well, everypony, once again, I'm back. Sorry guys, sorry. I'm back FOR GOOD this time.

Sandstorm, I still don't like you.

I believe I am done with this fandom. I feel underappreciated on the site, but maybe that's just me? Who KNOWS? All I know is that most bronies:

*Have no girlfriend

*Are teenagers

*Like dubstep

*Have no job

*Live with their parents

As "good" as the cartoon's written, and as nice as you all have been, I just can't pretend I'm with this anymore. I became a brony because everyone else was, that's the reason I watched the first episode, NOT BECAUSE I LIKED IT!

Well, goodbye! I'll be on, once and a while to see how you're doing!

As for where I'm going, I'm leaving for a place from my past, a wonderful place, where cats roam the forest free, and good triumphs over evil. A place where I am MYSELF, and not pretending to be someone else. A place where I BELONG, I know it for a fact. Even though the cars here are shunned, and regarded as, "Twoleg Monsters", I am still willing to live there, because I BELONG.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I am a warrior.

Goodbye.

I was tired, bored, and pissed off. I'm staying, and I'm sorry for what I said.

Now, until I find a good site for those Warrior Cats stories, I'm gonna be here.

YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF BAD STORY-WRITING LOSERS. GOODBYE!

Screw your PONIES, TOO! I'VE GOT WARRIOR CATS! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Shoots off a bunch of guns*