A fic I wrote in m spare time. Please be a little nice and don't flame me too harshly if you don't like it.
PLEASE R/R!
Your one of those people who thinks he has every right too take away the NC-17 rating without consideration of our rights first don't you?
If you are, there's nothing left for you here, go away.

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You kept reading didn't you? Ok, that means your not one for those people; and you can read this.

So without further ado, here it is

Hypocrites

*The White House*

President Dugan was looking over some paper work, when the phone began to ring.

Dugan: Dugan here General Carvel: Mr. President, we have a heck of a situation over here The President sent his secretary over to get incoming files.
Dugan: How bad can it be Ben?

Carvel: According too the announcement board, we have policies coming at us from both sides, and have the latest one stomping our rights up threw our rear.

Dugan: You better double-check the announcement board; this just doesn't make any sense. I ll call the Chief Chef

Carvel: Will do.

Dugan hung up the phone, and rubbed his temples a minute. Then, he picked up the phone too the Chief Chef, Xing Li xing

Xing Li xing: Da, Xingaling here

Dugan: What's going on over there Xingy?

Xing Li xing: Why Mr. President, whatever do you mean?

Dugan: Xingy I have..... Your throwing every policy you got at us.
We're supposed to cooperate you maniac!

Xing Li xing: I am not your puppet Mr. President. We makers have our reputations to consider

Dugan: I DON'T GIVE A WOODEN NICKEL ABOUT YOUR REPUTATIONS! You call this off Xingy, you hear? You call it off!..............You know we'll retaliate.

Xing Li xing: Oh, don't be so sure President Dugan hung up, then picked up the other phone.

Dugan: Confirmation?

General Carvel: You betcha'

Dugan: My god. All right, make it happen.

The President hung up, amd then General Carvel picked up the phone to Ops.

General Carvel: This is General Carvel, NC-17 restriction confirmed.
Begin contact of all authors to unite, by way of messenger.


*Ops*

Man 1: Ten seconds to transmission, ready when you are Suddenly the computer popped up an error message

Man 2: God dammed, they knew we would contact and untie all the authors,
THEY'VE CUT US OFF ON PURPOSE!

Man 1: A conspiracy, make us go quietly.


*HQ*

Xing Li xing: IS it done Yuri?

Yuri: No great Chief Chef, it has only begun, and we face a long fight ahead of us -

*A couple months later*

Carvel walked down the hallway towards his bedroom,
he opened the door, and his jaw dropped about six inches as he saw his wife doing something hideous with Xing Li xing.
After about forty-five seconds, his wife finally saw him.

Carvel's wife: I DIDN'T DO IT, uhhhhhhh... HE RAPED ME!

Xing Li xing looked up.

Xing Li xing: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Carvel then proceeded to romp and stomp Xing Li xing in so many ways,
it couldn't be counted on a human scale.
When he was finished, he disposed of his vital assets, and then said.

Carvel: What a bunch of hypocrites. First they say we can't write NC-17, then they go out and LIVE NC-17.

..............................HYPOCRITES!

Like it? Yeah a bit of a tacky way to accuse of hypocrisy, BUT THEY ARE!
I mean, I don't even really like NC-17 and I've never even thought of writing one, but I support the fact that taking away NC-17 will probably make the underage reading worse, not better.
I might also add, they're motto is "Unleash your imagination, and free your soul"
If that's true, then why can't we?
Ok, that's a long enough speech from me, PLEASE sign the petition to fight this at ., or contact me too join the FFAU.

[years down the road]

Looking back, I realize what an eccentric idealist I was and am. I'll just leave this here as a monument piece to the good old days here ate