You Got to Do it

Eli stared intently at the computer screen. On that screen was the task that had consumed his life for the past year. The task was a game called About a Ball. It was a simple game made by Eli's good friend, John. The game was difficult, but only Eli had gone through a whole year of intensive playing without ever winning it. But know he knew he would win it. He was in the final stretch.

He had been practicing this last part for days, but he would always die at some point. But not today. He jumped out of the intensity of the situation at every difficult maneuver, and with a deftness of his hand, he accomplished every maneuver flawlessly. It was a wonder that it had only been a year ago that he had learned to use the arrow keys that he had now mastered. Eli moved the red ball that was the protagonist into the gate that would finish the game. The words "You Win!" came up on the screen. An beautiful sight after see so many "You Lose"'s written in a similar manner

Eli raised his hands into the air and shouted with delight "I won!" He ran around the counter for ten minutes. Everyone in the room congratulated him warmly and joined in the revelry. It truly was a great day.
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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from Enoch Allred of Chiltingham, Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick and Miriam Allred of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Davey Morrison, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, Sven Patrick Svensson of Sadness? Euphoria?, William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden, and WiL Whitlark of The Real McJesus. This week's theme: 'The Greatest Day Ever'.

First Supper

An optimist sat down to supper. "This supper is the first supper of the rest of my life!" A lighting bolt promptly struck him and killed him. A great voice shouted from the heavens "Make that you last supper!" God hates optimists

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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from Enoch Allred of Chiltingham, John Allred of clol Town, Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick and Miriam Allred of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, Sven Patrick Svensson of Sadness? Euphoria?, William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden, and WiL Whitlark of The Real McJesus. This week's theme: 'A Last Supper'.

More Hot Laundromat Sex

A man and a woman were both loading their clothes into adjacent dryers. The man came across a bra into his loading pile. He made a motion towards the woman. "Um, excuse me," he said. "I believe that you're bra got mixed up with my clothes."

The woman gave an awkward smile, "Oh, I'm so sorry she said. It must have dropped into your clothes" She grabbed the bra and shifted away from the man. The man shifted in the same direction. "You know what this means don't you?" He said.

"No." She tried to make more distance between the two. The man made sure that wouldn't happen "It means that we must have sex in one of these fine dryers" He patted his hand against a dryer.

"I've never heard of such a rule."

"Of course you've never heard of it. Its unspoken social law. But it still exists, and now we must film our social duty." The man said. The woman looked around for someone to defend her. Everyone surrounding them solemnly nodded. The woman sighed and said, "Very well." She stripped herself of her clothes and curled up in the dryer. The man followed close behind. It was a quite a large dryer. The whole laundromat crowded around to see the hot laundromat sex in action.

The woman at the counter gazed sadly at the scene asked herself why she kept letting this man in.

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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from Enoch Allred of Chiltingham, Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick and Miriam Allred of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, Sven Patrick Svensson of Sadness? Euphoria?, William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden, and WiL Whitlark of The Real McJesus. This week's theme: 'Laundromat'.

Fan fiction!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is an excerpt from a fan fiction by spacychick114

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"Do you know why, I left Marianne, Elinor?" Willoughby asked tenderly

"Of course I do! It is because you're a cad! You only cared for your enjoyment and personal gain!" Elinor said as she readied her hand to slap Willoughby across the face

"No my sweet, It was for you." Willoughby lovingly leaned down to kiss Elinor. Elinor held her breath. She was trying with all her might not to swoon, despite the alluring presence of Willoughby. But as Willoughby's lustrous lips gently touched hers, she couldn't help it. She swooned.

Willoughby smiled, and caught her in his robust arms. He looked into her eyes as they slowly started to open. Elinor saw the fuzzy figure of Willoughby standing before her, as he helped her regain her balance.

"Let us lie together" he said to her lovingly

Elinor took a deep breath, taking in all the lovely aromas surrounding Willoughby. She smiled and breathed out, "Yes, let us"
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I'm sure that was disturbing for all of us
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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from Enoch Allred of Chiltingham, Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick and Miriam Allred of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, Sven Patrick Svensson of Sadness? Euphoria?, William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden, and WiL Whitlark of The Real McJesus. This week's theme: 'Eleanor'.

Metamorphosis

Gregor loved lions. In fact, his number one dream was to turn into a lion, which was closely followed by his number two dream which was to meet Jeffy from Family Circus immediately after turning into a lion. Fortunately for Gregor dreams can come true. He woke up one day to find himself a lion. Overcome with joy, Gregor leaped from his bed and ran in face to face with Jeffy, who was playing with toys on the floor. I could elaborate further, but theres no need. The future course of events are the same as Metamorphosis by Kafka, except for this particular version has been revised to be about how dreams can come true, like all good literature. Jeffy is also there to add constant lols.

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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from Enoch Allred of Chiltingham, Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick and Miriam Allred of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, Sven Patrick Svensson of Sadness? Euphoria?, William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden, and WiL Whitlark of The Real McJesus. This week's theme: 'Metamorphosis'.

A Poem

Larry has no money
Larry has no friends

Larry's lack of friends isn't because he has no money
Larry's lack of money isn't because he has no friends

Larry's brother Harry has no money
Larry's brother Harry has one thousand friends

Larry's brother Harry has one thousand friends because he's a good guy
Larry has no friends because he's a horrible guy

Poor Larry
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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from Enoch Allred of Chiltingham, Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick and Miriam Allred of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, Sven Patrick Svensson of Sadness? Euphoria?, William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden, and WiL Whitlark of The Real McJesus. This week's theme: 'Poverty'.

Prosperity

It was the first time Billy had any positive attention. Fatty Mcfatfat Rich Kid Crapface Billy, as the other students called him, was always the source of ridicule in his 5th grade class. He always used his money to try to fight back, but it only made him get fun of more. But for once his money made him become an object of fascination.

It started in the morning morning after a particularly cruel mocking session. While saying the pledge, Billy said "I pledge allegiance to the hag" instead of "I pledge allegiance to the flag." The children naturally thought it was hilarious that Billy could be so stupid so they mocked him relentlessly. Billy was so upset that he threatened that if they didn't stop, no one would be invited to swim in his swimming pool of one hundred dollar bills. Since swimming in a pool of money is every child's dream, the children had to know if this was true. Billy said that they would only know if they stopped mocking him and came to his house after school. The allure of pools of money was too great. Not even the endless enjoyment of tormenting Fatty Mcfatfat Rich Kid Crapface Billy distracted them from this new wonder.

So sure enough, a swarm of children came to Billy's mansion. As they walked through the courtyards they couldn't help but wonder if the pool was actually real. If there wasn't Billy was dead. But Billy could live on, because when they came to the mansion they followed Billy to a door that led to a giant indoor swimming pool. But instead of water, the massive pool was full of one hundred dollar bills. The eyes of the children sparkled as they saw all shapes and sizes of slides, with a constant stream of money flowing down them. They swooned when the saw the diving boards plated with gold. And to add to that there was a soda fountain and a butler holding a giant platter of cookies. Everyone enjoyed the greatest day of their lives. Billy was finally popular.
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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from Enoch Allred of Chiltingham,Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick and Miriam Allred of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, Sven Patrick Svensson of Sadness? Euphoria?, William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden, and WiL Whitlark of The Real McJesus. This week's theme: 'Prosperity'.