I posted an expanded and revised version of a story I wrote for the “I Regret Nothing” writeoff today!
The Tenth Anniversary of the Death of Jonagold Apple
by Titanium Dragon
Comedy
1,631 words
Just under the wire before the Series Finale (sniff ), here it is! Enjoy!
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See this up there? That's the grin a filly makes after it managed to pierce and completely deconstruct my heart. And it's the cutest, cheekiest and most charming grin I've ever seen on a filly.
So, fun fact, I've watched Nomadland recently.
Okay, I lied, it's not really fun. Still a fact that I've watched it though, so that's not a complete lie. I don't think I could lie to anyone completely if I tried, and believe me, I tried.
It's actually what makes me a great liar, in fact—you slip in just the tiniest bit of the truth, your verisimilitudinous OxyContin, then everyone will believe everything you say, hook, line and sinker.
You kicked ASS on the last one. And I'm surprised by how many of you stuck it out even through Felix Dawn and Mykan. I know I say it a lot, but you guys are fucking TROOPERS when you wanna be.
Last week's fustercluck is all wrapped up. The recap will be available next month, and then this whole (abridged) saga will be behind us.
This just happened. This is real, I'm not kidding, this is an actual true story. This has changed me.
Today I woke up to my neighbor gently jacking off his dog.
I just took a nap in my new house for the first time, and my neighbor was gently jacking off his dog under my window. I got out of bed, stretched my arms, and looked at the city of Barcelona with a big smile on my face, and my neighbor was gently jacking off his dog under my window.
I will revise it later on when I'm not wanting to scream my head off about how much research I had to do on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. I've seen too much death in one evening.
It is past midnight in Ukraine, August 24th. It is their Independence Day.
May the menace of tyranny be outlasted once again.
Content is going to relate to what the title says.
I am also posting this at fucking 4 AM. Fuck my life.
So, since I've pretty much made my little return back to writing in the past week or two, I've found out that a bunch of... drama, I guess has been going on.
As I look through this... well, this fucking mess I guess you could call it, I'm finding out some stuff.