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chesus March 27 2007, 16:54:07 UTC
I read it! I got all exited and hoped there would be one for me- and I don't think there is, because we don't know each other that well, but it's OK :)

I don't really have any advice for you, sorry.

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mrshaz March 27 2007, 18:04:38 UTC
Karen please, you're the butterfly that lands softly on a flower petal on a lazy, sunny afternoon.

And I'm not really looking fro advice, just a vent.

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mrshaz March 27 2007, 22:19:06 UTC
"Don't even try to guess who is who."

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is_that_piddle March 28 2007, 04:06:06 UTC
i really just wanted one before i read them. now i hope i dont have one because you sound pretty violent. besties?

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mrshaz March 28 2007, 12:19:40 UTC
Besties. Relax, my only weapons are words and my strikes are sentences.

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isis77 March 30 2007, 04:25:52 UTC
i miss you muchly and i hope one up there isn't for me (although i doubt one would be since i haven't seen your awesome face in a long while :( ) but i most def. can relate to a lot of that stuff, so call me whenever you get a chance. P.S. i still have ur hair-tie on my keys, everytime i hold it i think of you :D

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mrshaz March 30 2007, 06:16:28 UTC
Awww, the hair tie makes me feel gooey and mushy inside. I miss you too, Vida, and we should get together and eat things dipped in cheese, and curse the world together.

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fag_hag73 March 31 2007, 23:12:36 UTC
I love your writing Dan, you should write me something, and I will marry it.

Smile.

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mrshaz April 4 2007, 16:07:20 UTC
Lightening tore through the dark skies like a crack through black glass, shattering the sound of the rain pouring onto the cliff below. With that momentary flash of illumination, Gimpy the Toad could see the sly, stupid smile that rested upon Limpy the Frog's face.
"This ends tonight," yelled Gimpy through the feirce rain.
The green frog repsonded with only a ribbit.
"You sadistic bastard!" Gimpy shouted as the rain streaked down the scar on his purple face, his eyes bloodshot and furious.
The toad leaped at full force to the frog, a dagger in hand and rage in his face. With short powerful jumps he closed the gaps between the two of them, charinging at Limpy with everything he had. He jumped one last time at the amphibian, the blade ready to slice him apart.
Limpy saw a bug just out of reach, and with a hop to his left he stuck his tongue out and snatched it up. It was a tasty bug.
Gimpy missed his target and hurled past him, sending him over the cliff's edge and falling down into the depths below with all the rain.

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