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Sir the Honourable Lord Rumpleberry slid out of Melody's arms for the 7th time this night. His impact with the cold cement floor was met with a cry most unbefitting his station. "AaaaAAAAHH!!" Came the shrill scream, as his body lay akimbo upon the floor, his hair wind-beaten atop his dramatically tilted head. "Bryan, could you please help your sister?" Asked The Woman, "My hands are rather full right now." And they rather were, too. Rather. Stacked to extraodinary and unneces

A series of (true) short stories set in my family's history.

Luckily for me my favourite pastime, swimming, is largely unhindered by the weather. Sure, swimming at the beach or that over-sized outdoor salt water pool are preferable, but indoor pools aren't so bad. Still, I have to admit being anxious for warm weather to start up again so I can go gliding.

For some odd reason, my stocking was completely filled with milk chocolate. Nothing else to be found. Nothing I usually get, like a razor, or an interesting flavor of toothpaste, or even tea. I don't even like chocolate. I can't complain too much, though. My favourite part of Christmas has always been the meal, and this one was as good as any.

Hard to say. My favorite comic hero as a kid was The Question (which made The Watchmen a pleasant surprise for me, as Rorschach is based off of him), but the Deadpool comics are probably my all time favourites.

Leagues is a decent time. I'm not that big on some of the players, though >.>

Hello welcoming committee! I've been a lurker here for a bit, and like what I've seen of the site so far.