WNTITOI
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"Yuck! Icky show for smelly doo doo heads!" I say, smirking in conceit. I then remember "I'm sixteen" and my legs begin to move against my will, dragging me to my cellular device to type up the most toe-curling, teeth shattering, comic-con smelling Mary Sue concoction known to man under the newly acquired objective to enjoy the cringe while I can.
Yeah so the title basically says it, (except I sure as shit don't have the bollocks to do so much as download pictures on my chromebook but that's besides the point.) I left this notebook of pencil drawn R34 a puny, naïve 14 year old fool. I return a burlesque, hot shot MAN. And this MAN has something to say to you. IM BACK and significantly healthierholyshitguystheseoldficshavesomeserioisunresolvedissuesimsogladistoppedwhenidid- ANYWAY. Let's get to it.