Twilight fans (Whom I would never dare call a Twidget)?
godluvsgoons asked:
This is a piece of fan fiction that I wrote a while back. What do you think? Imagine that you enter the store and on top of ice cream in one corner is 50 tweeners all that vanilla ice cream orders. You come back the next day, and are there again, asking the same flavor, vanilla. And the next and the next. Only they can 't just have booked their own snack and a little dull in the memo. As the other people called chocolate butter or peanuts, Cherry Garcia or the tracks of elk, these Tweenies 50 or so, repeat your tired little monologue repeatedly: "Who loves vanilla? " "What do you love best about vanilla? " "Do you prefer the version of the cone or the vanilla version of the bowl of vanilla? " "Do you like the way the vanilla bean portrays vanilla cone of vanilla? " "Who thinks of vanilla bean is so hot? " "Vanilla vanilla against Harry? Who wins? " "Where can I buy vanilla for cheap? " "Can anyone recommend other vanilla I can eat that are like vanilla? " Which in itself is not the annoying, except that there are so many of them and they are so inept grammar and the squeelish starting to scare away other customers who may have come to challenge their palates with flavors that are more profound , richer, better for the tab. And the Tweenies are back again and again and again until you make that suddenly they 've turned what was once a wonderfull idea for a small ice cream shop in the community, in a shack of love Cult vanilla. A monstrosity, that wasn 't the original store of ice cream at all. Particularly there are literally hundreds and hundreds since worship of vanilla and love shacks out there. Then the thought enter your mind that these vanilla wafers are actually quite rude in the way they take control and turn a greedy idea what was really a not so bad for a small ice cream shop in your own community site Mamelouk public to show off their bad manners and poor taste. Instead of just sitting comfortably you try to explain to them how nice there 's other flavors to choose to be found with snorts of "Good Vanilla, sweet vanilla, vanilla attractive everything." of vanilla; You try to use logic. After all, he can 't be healthy to eat only one thing. But you will soon be drowning in a sea of thick gooey "Vanilla Vanilla." vanilla of vanilla; And finally you realize that you 've got two options. Let the rule Vanidgets or lúchelas with the only cut that has the slightest chance of merging with their small minds too starchy maize. The rasberry. So you give them the real Plllllllttttt! acclaim and the old Bronx. what causes some deluded soul with tender-hearted to come forward to ask the "Why sir you are so rude that these small beautiful? They're not hurting anyone. What 's wrong with the vanilla ice cream? " You just go home so, and read a good book instead. [And with that I say goodbye to YA. Yahoo would like nitwits do nitwit nitwits of questions to answer or they 'd stop this **** a looooong time ago. I 've got a good job, good wife, good kid and read good books, so what. Viva la Revolution!
Jay Wolfe
This is a piece of fan fiction that I wrote a while back. What do you think? Imagine that you enter the store and on top of ice cream in one corner is 50 tweeners all that vanilla ice cream orders. You come back the next day, and are there again, asking the same flavor, vanilla. And the next and the next. Only they can 't just have booked their own snack and a little dull in the memo. As the other people called chocolate butter or peanuts, Cherry Garcia or the tracks of elk, these Tweenies 50 or so, repeat your tired little monologue repeatedly: "Who loves vanilla? " "What do you love best about vanilla? " "Do you prefer the version of the cone or the vanilla version of the bowl of vanilla? " "Do you like the way the vanilla bean portrays vanilla cone of vanilla? " "Who thinks of vanilla bean is so hot? " "Vanilla vanilla against Harry? Who wins? " "Where can I buy vanilla for cheap? " "Can anyone recommend other vanilla I can eat that are like vanilla? " Which in itself is not the annoying, except that there are so many of them and they are so inept grammar and the squeelish starting to scare away other customers who may have come to challenge their palates with flavors that are more profound , richer, better for the tab. And the Tweenies are back again and again and again until you make that suddenly they 've turned what was once a wonderfull idea for a small ice cream shop in the community, in a shack of love Cult vanilla. A monstrosity, that wasn 't the original store of ice cream at all. Particularly there are literally hundreds and hundreds since worship of vanilla and love shacks out there. Then the thought enter your mind that these vanilla wafers are actually quite rude in the way they take control and turn a greedy idea what was really a not so bad for a small ice cream shop in your own community site Mamelouk public to show off their bad manners and poor taste. Instead of just sitting comfortably you try to explain to them how nice there 's other flavors to choose to be found with snorts of "Good Vanilla, sweet vanilla, vanilla attractive everything." of vanilla; You try to use logic. After all, he can 't be healthy to eat only one thing. But you will soon be drowning in a sea of thick gooey "Vanilla Vanilla." vanilla of vanilla; And finally you realize that you 've got two options. Let the rule Vanidgets or lúchelas with the only cut that has the slightest chance of merging with their small minds too starchy maize. The rasberry. So you give them the real Plllllllttttt! acclaim and the old Bronx. what causes some deluded soul with tender-hearted to come forward to ask the "Why sir you are so rude that these small beautiful? They're not hurting anyone. What 's wrong with the vanilla ice cream? " You just go home so, and read a good book instead. [And with that I say goodbye to YA. Yahoo would like nitwits do nitwit nitwits of questions to answer or they 'd stop this **** a looooong time ago. I 've got a good job, good wife, good kid and read good books, so what. Viva la Revolution!
Jay Wolfe