GREAT, CLASSIC LITERCHURE

I am, as you well know, a fine purveyor of the written word, a cunning linguist, and a <<Think of good dick joke before you post this>>. A master, some have said, and maybe even a commander. Yet, paradoxically, I am also a slave to my art, and my safe-word is unpronounceable in any mortal tongue.
It is as such an artisan of the verbal craft that I come before you to present my greatest work:
Luna Shoves a Cellphone Up Her Plot
Like every great artist, I feel the need to couch my works in meaningless autobiographical information that no one with half a brain gives a flying fuck about, so allow me to relate the following anecdote:
Writing this story made me realize that I have no idea what it is nerds do these days. Seriously, fedoras and Gears of War were the most recent references I could think of, and I only know about those from hearing other people talk about them. When did I become old?

Comments

[iloveportalz0r]

>cunning linguist
Nope