And now the exciting conclusion to this story. Whatever this story may be
about. I lost track.
The shredder grabbed his magic orb of magicness and smiled. At last the turtles were-
Oh god. People I can't finish this story. There is a man in my house.
Right.
Now.
If ayone out there is reading this please call 911. Oh man he's coming my way. It looks
like I won't be able to finish this fic. I'm sorry. To tell the-
ok hes gone.
To tell the truth the ending wasn't that good anyway. a bunch of nonsense about magic and
oh god hes back.
I gotta make it to the phone....wish me lu
Hi. I'm the guy who just shot the writer. I'm not a stalker or a theif. I work for
the government. You see I am part of the video tape duplication squad of the FBI and
Mr. "Munky" here had been running a Black Market video tape scheme for 3 months now.
So don't be alarmed and there is no need to call the police. Because I work for the
government. Really I do. Honest.
about. I lost track.
The shredder grabbed his magic orb of magicness and smiled. At last the turtles were-
Oh god. People I can't finish this story. There is a man in my house.
Right.
Now.
If ayone out there is reading this please call 911. Oh man he's coming my way. It looks
like I won't be able to finish this fic. I'm sorry. To tell the-
ok hes gone.
To tell the truth the ending wasn't that good anyway. a bunch of nonsense about magic and
oh god hes back.
I gotta make it to the phone....wish me lu
Hi. I'm the guy who just shot the writer. I'm not a stalker or a theif. I work for
the government. You see I am part of the video tape duplication squad of the FBI and
Mr. "Munky" here had been running a Black Market video tape scheme for 3 months now.
So don't be alarmed and there is no need to call the police. Because I work for the
government. Really I do. Honest.
