If Not Now, When: An Ode to Sawing Through Zygoma

Hush, children, and sit around the buzzsaw as I tell you a tale that is sure to brighten even the darkest of hearts.

'Twas the night somewhere near Christmas,
and all around the house,
there was silence to be heard,
because the house's residents were killed by a ballgag filled with period chunks.

And that's how EmoandEdgy was born. Not with a whimper, but with a terrifed scream into the night,
The moonlit sacrificial right,
I saw Satan laughing with delight,
The day the musicPhoto Finish died.

Anyhow, enough of that jizzrag. Here's the skinny of it, as hard as that adjective may be for you guys to understand...

I'm thinking of writing another story. But I'm standing a crossroads, a difficult decision if you will. There are only so many words in this world, but so many acts of depravity and violence that must be encompassed. What to do, what to do? I've got it! I should perhaps do something lik—

Oh crap! I forgot! That's how you're supposed to use a EM Dash.

Anyway, expect a new story sometime soon. Flutterpriest just saw fit to write a story that used every new mature tag, so I have to find a way to outdo such a feat. How you ask?

*cracks knuckles*

Time to explore the depths of Youtube. Perhaps Anal Blast is a good search to start with...

Happy Holidays. Stay fresh.

Note: Story tagged due to site rules about linking mature stories in blogs and yada yada. Suck my balls.

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