p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"strongA/N this is only my second fanfiction and the first one sucked more than this one/strong/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"There once was a lonely goat. His name was Goaty Neutron. Goaty Neutron lived in a small town called Retroville. In this small town, Goaty was all alone; his friends Sheen Estagoat, Carl Goater, Cindy Goatex, and Ligoatbby Folfax all moved so they could be in the Russian Mafia. Even his most loyal companion, Goatdard, left him to live out the rest of his years as a French prostitute. He had always hoped that he would be reunited with his friends one day so he could stop being such a loser. He missed the sounds of all of his friends' musical talent; they would often play Bach on violins and cellos. He clung on to the words his friendz said before they left that gave Goaty Neutron hope; as they played Bach and slowly backed away abandoning him they said simultaneously… "We'll be Bach…" Reminiscing on this tragic day, Goaty finally knew what he could do to get them all back together again. He immediately called his old teacher, Mrs. Fowl, to tell her of his great plan. "MRS. FOWL ITS ME GOATY NEUTRON I HAVE AN AMAZING IDEA I WANT TO SHARE WITH YOU!11!" exclaimed Goaty. "GOATY NEUTRON WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME AT THREE IN THE MORNING IT'S A SCHOOL NIGHT I HAVE WORK LATER AND WHY ARE YOU YELLING?!1!1!?" she screeched like a bird in labor. "Sorry Mrs. Fowl, but I have the most amazing idea on how to get our town closer" Goaty replied in an old person dying voice. "Okay then what is this great idea you had to call me about?" she squawked like the birdman she is. "Well I was thinking we can have a general admission goatProm" Goaty said in his genius goat voice. "That's a gr8 idea Goaty, meet me after school tomorrow so we can discuss details. Oh! We can hang feathers on the…" she birded out before Goaty hung up, not caring about anything else she had to caw out. With that Goaty slept well, knowing he would soon be reunited with his friends and his one tru love/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"There once was a lonely goat. His name was Goaty Neutron. Goaty Neutron lived in a small town called Retroville. In this small town, Goaty was all alone; his friends Sheen Estagoat, Carl Goater, Cindy Goatex, and Ligoatbby Folfax all moved so they could be in the Russian Mafia. Even his most loyal companion, Goatdard, left him to live out the rest of his years as a French prostitute. He had always hoped that he would be reunited with his friends one day so he could stop being such a loser. He missed the sounds of all of his friends' musical talent; they would often play Bach on violins and cellos. He clung on to the words his friendz said before they left that gave Goaty Neutron hope; as they played Bach and slowly backed away abandoning him they said simultaneously… "We'll be Bach…" Reminiscing on this tragic day, Goaty finally knew what he could do to get them all back together again. He immediately called his old teacher, Mrs. Fowl, to tell her of his great plan. "MRS. FOWL ITS ME GOATY NEUTRON I HAVE AN AMAZING IDEA I WANT TO SHARE WITH YOU!11!" exclaimed Goaty. "GOATY NEUTRON WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME AT THREE IN THE MORNING IT'S A SCHOOL NIGHT I HAVE WORK LATER AND WHY ARE YOU YELLING?!1!1!?" she screeched like a bird in labor. "Sorry Mrs. Fowl, but I have the most amazing idea on how to get our town closer" Goaty replied in an old person dying voice. "Okay then what is this great idea you had to call me about?" she squawked like the birdman she is. "Well I was thinking we can have a general admission goatProm" Goaty said in his genius goat voice. "That's a gr8 idea Goaty, meet me after school tomorrow so we can discuss details. Oh! We can hang feathers on the…" she birded out before Goaty hung up, not caring about anything else she had to caw out. With that Goaty slept well, knowing he would soon be reunited with his friends and his one tru love/p