so back when I was still in a hellhole that people like to call highschool, there was one class in particular that I really enjoyed, along with two people who I can say the least that I tolerated...... No Im kidding I loved these people, My teacher and my random friend who some of you know as Elaine, or Barkingpup, Anywho, while in that class we had to write two versions of a classic fairy tale a kiddie version and a adult version. Now I don't write for kids, its not because I horribly dislike those bloody little squeezy cow slut mooses,*strangles one in the background. Looks up to see you standing there in horror. She stops and pats the gasping child on the head as the filthy stink creature falls over.* No its because my writing talent won't allow it, so.... Elaine got that job, and I wrote the adult version, so you will notice that I am rambling or ranting about something you have no clue as to what Im ranting about, which is perfectly okay at the present moment. What I am trying to tell you people is that I found Our random little piece of a fairy tale and very soon will be posting it, and then you all can truly see just how bad of an idea it is to let two randomly insane people work on a story that should by all means be written by NORMAL people. Never let two writers who believe that it is not wrong to impregnate a toaster to write for children or adults for that matter of any kind, no matter how good they are. Any way for all those sludge worms who did not see this or refused to acknowlede the fact that I did warn the pretty minds against reading this story for it will make your mind implode upon its self, but in all good fun soo..... I must go strangle a poor defensless child, or sic my daisy of molestation on some poor unsuspecting man who will buy it for his girlfriend and then be horribly molested by a rose who pretends to be a daisy.