LOUIS PLS.
I’M DYING
I’M DYING
OH MY GOD
LOUIS PLS
Do eeeeet! Come on, I sent it in fair and square! :3
The dank Inn is poorly lit, and the smell is of rough men and smoke.
“perfect”
The only woman that isn’t visibly not a harlot or some “escort” sits at the bar. She calls out to the bar keep in a quit almost shaky word “ummm, could I get a shot or two of some vodka?”
The man looks over and…
Like I said: great work and I’m looking forward to more. But the only thing I would have to complain about this is that also towards the end there it was obvious you started to take it less seriously. Which I didn’t mind too much and in fact it really made me laugh just imagining you typing it out. But nevertheless it did break from the narrative quite a bit. Like I said though, I personally didn’t mind too much and this isn’t exactly the most serious story in the world. Keep it coming!
Yes, Thank You Everyone
It’s so wonderful when everyone around you thinks you’re an idiot.
Gee, you think just because I tell you what I believe in when you ask me, that’s an open window for bashing it?
Wonderful.
Isn’t it so awesome how people just assume things?
Like, how some people assume that all homosexuals are trying to convert the planet?
Or how people assume that all people who wear glasses are smart?
Or that because you still like to watch cartoons, you’re immature?
Yep. I sure feel loved.
