deadpolitic

 A lady walks into a bar, sits on a stool, and orders a can of Bud. She drinks it, passes out, and falls to the floor. The bartender, being kind, calls her a cab and helps load her into the car. The next day, the same lady comes in and the same thing happens. This time the bartender decides that before calling the cab he'll take her in the back room and fuck her. The next few days, bartender decides to show his friends. The following day, the lady comes in, drinks a Bud and passes out on the floor. The bartender and his friends take her in the back room and fuck the shit out of her. They then put her in the cab. The next night, the lady w

. I've been floating around the forums here and have seen a lot of good writers from the earlier times when workshops were allowed. I may upload some poetry eventually, but fear too much retribution for having nothing to share that meets par with you greats. If you've noticed I've +faved your work, don't thank me. Keep writing as well as you have, and that's the only thanks I want. and a deviant named adimus said this a while ago that I wanted everyone to read I haven't been there since the beginning, I haven't any background or basis or right to say much of anything at all except that it happened to be me who was listening... I haven't ev