"You can't go around telling people that they're not doing a good job, and that they should just quit, or give up especially if they're still new. They just might and leave your sorry excuse all alone to the ravenous wolves."
I've been hearing a lot of talk lately about how time has changed, and that there's not enough of it anymore, or that it seems like we have shorter and shorter days. I've even had people debating with me about how it's not because they're getting old.
Okay, might be strange for just a second, but let's briefly go back in time, then, to the 90's.
I'm actually having loads of fun writing this. I've added an intro and an outro song for each of the prologues and epilogues and changed the chapter titles to reflect the show amongst other things. If you haven't already, please go check this story out. Dr. Rare is what I'm most actively working on at this point in time.
Thank you. But, if you shared the wealth, I'm sure you'd be even more popular. As such, I demand several thousand units of tender loving care immediately...
I'm not picky, I accept all major expressions of joygasim, warm fuzzies, and squeals of delight.
300 more to go baby.
thank you soch for thinking were awesome
Daww thank you
3315822 Hello again.
you too.
luv u 2 bby
Well you pretty awesome too...
Thank you. But, if you shared the wealth, I'm sure you'd be even more popular. As such, I demand several thousand units of tender loving care immediately...
I'm not picky, I accept all major expressions of joygasim, warm fuzzies, and squeals of delight.
3316211 *Hugs you and twirls you round and round*
3316219
that'll work.
"Come get some fuk!"