A man is driving home, thinking about beating his wife. Along the way, he passes a turtle. I am that turtle.
A smut-peddling armchair general with a love for writing and ponies.
Conquering the world on horseback is easy; it is dismounting and governing that is hard.
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My friends call me Spectra! Everyone else says "Ah, how did this horse get in here!?"
"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."
Are you ready, kids? Also a thingy so my pizza funds don't run out anytime soon.
TittySparkles is pretty based, writes great porn that I can rub one off to on a weekly basis, and she has no problem telling societies leftie rejects to fuck off. - Anonymous
A Little Nonsense Now And Then Is Relished By The Wisest Men.
pony-writer/pornographer looking for work. old stories undeleted. i'm sorry. Patreon here
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