Random is coming. · 6:29pm Sep 1st, 2015
You'll never look at candy the same way again.
You'll never look at candy the same way again.
Y’all probably thought I was dead,, but here I am. And let me tell you, in just a few short hours (not to be confused with long hours) I will be dropping the fanfiction equivalent of a shitpost. There’s more below the break.
Frosty scratched her nose. “Maybe? I don’t actually remember anything I end up filming anymore. I end up doing a lot of stupid shit on camera that somehow makes it through post-prod. Then again, I haven’t slept in five days so that probably doesn’t help. Five days? What day is it?”
Everypony at the table blinked in surprise. “How are you not dead?” Frost finally asked.
Because it's a story largely about anal sex. It's one of my worst. It will probably either get taken down by the mods or end up with something like a 21/27 upvote/downvote rating. But hey, I continued my "streak" of mostly getting at least one story out per month. And hey, maybe I'll have another one out tomorrow. ;)
You find yourself sitting next to the wall at a party, your drink slowly getting warm in your hand. The party around you was bouncing and everyone was having a great time. The alcohol was flowing freely and people were finding themselves with new, lowered boundaries. You've had your eye on one person the whole time, and you couldn't get her off your mind. She was dancing in the middle of the room, her dark, curly hair bouncing with her to the beat. She wore a tight halter top which barely
So... I got an idea from a friend...
And now I'm writing a oneshot on the side.
It is terrible and the most Australian thing I have ever written and ever will write.
Be afriad, it's coming.
I'm not going to say I'm sorry, because I'm really not, and I actually couldn't sleep because I was still laughing over the "We have arrived!" thing for a good hour after I wrote it. That being said, I wanted to write something besides Substitute, and I don't want to do anything with Crystal Outlander until I finish Sub, as that may be my next priority project. I didn't just spend the night doing that though, I also ended up adding about 700 more words to the next chapter, and I now have an
they put too much salt in it
:V
Lady Godiva was a freedom rider, she didn't care if the whole world looked!
Joan of Arc with the Lord to guide her, she was a sister who really cooked!
I wrote a whole story this afternoon. It's about Sandbar getting a switch. Don't read it. It's trash.
Oh yesssssss my dear readers, today I shall post the alternate ending to Pickles & Milk.
And honestly?
It's not a game.
It's an addiction.
Also fuck Bastion.
Just one more match. Just one more...
Here ya go. Come ask questions and watch us be drunk sperglords. No guests. Just SHIT.
https://www.twitch.tv/mikesnipe
Happy friday. Enjoy being horrible human beings who deserve nothing but death and misery.
...n-no, actually, please be happy and have a nice life.
-Pencil
God dammit, I had the worst Christmas ever this year. Not only was it just as stressful as any other day this year since graduating college, I didn't even get any good presents.
I mean, my sister thinks she's so cute getting me a customized Man Crate with a personalized beer mug and other shit, fuck that bitch! I'll think next time before I get her tickets to see the Chicago musical and a Otterbox case for her new iPad (I always knew my parents only loved her).