EPIC FANFICTION - Part Three“That chase was horrible. I scuffed my loafers!” Moz lamented. “What the hell is that?” asked Johnny, inquiring as to why there was a random old phone box in the middle of the street.EPIC FANFICTION - Part Three
“I dunno,” replied Morrissey hurriedly, “just get in it!”
“I swear to God if I get Tetanus...” complained Johnny, quickly stepping over the threshold of the rusty old phone box. “Holy Lord,” he said, “It’s bigger on the inside!” This astute observation was, indeed, true. Morrissey and Johnny had stepped into what looked like a large, round, futuristic room with w
EPIC FANFICTION - Part TwoMeanwhile, across a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff, in London cerca 1982, two young men known to most as Johnny Marr and Morrissey strolled casually through a petting zoo. “I just don’t understand why they call it ‘polish,’” said a distressed Morrissey. “It doesn’t ‘polish.’ ‘Polish’ would suggest that it just makes one’s nails shiny. It seems more like paint. And moreover, you don’t polish nails, you paint them. I just can’t understand why it’s not called nail paint...” Johnny picked up a quarter and used it to get a handful of al paca food from theEPIC FANFICTION - Part Two
EPIC FANFICTION - PART ONE“I hate you.”EPIC FANFICTION - PART ONE
Gerard looked glumly upon the floor at the coffee pot that was smashed to bits at his feet. Frank looked on sheepishly, knowing that this was one of the worst things he could have done to his coffee-addict best friend first-thing in the morning. “I’m sorry... it really wasn’t my fault; Mikey left the toaster on, and I smelled burning coming from the kitchen... I ran in here to check on it... you don’t really hate me, do you?” explained Frank, worriedly. Gerard sighed. “No, I don’t hate you, I guess, but I&#
*is gonna watch you back*
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Attention Pokémon Fans: 4kids does NOT have the license to the anime anymore! Pokémon USA has the license!
Just because I'm a SatoQT doesn't mean I'm in love with Ash!
You are amazing. =]
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