So this morning I woke up like I usually do: Buried under like fifteen blankets, covered in cold sweat, with the sunshine from my panoramic bedroom window-wall streaming in and gently poking me awake. I tore off my blankets, enthusiastic to start my day, when the serial pedophile known as Mister Cold As Fuck New England Mornings came in through my open window and urinated forcefully on my shirtless body.

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Hello, fellow FIMFictioners!

As you may well know, my story Vinyl Scratch Becomes The Chief Justice is getting an extremely positive reception (20-0 Likes-Dislikes)

Well, I looked it up, and it is also the eighth-hottest Vinyl fic now. So yay me.

-Cade YYZ

PS: This is my 100th blog post. You were expecting something special, weren't you? Stupid bitch.