Drawings of Crazy Crap
Childhood Memories...
Kareer Day
The Untitled, Amazingly-Written, Fictional Story Of Jon Davis.
Naked Stuff!
The Price of Fame
Fire and Water
Twitchy Hungry Eye

This section or web page or site or whatever is just stories, other than the unbelievably long High Skool Daze. Some are mine, some aren't. With that said, here is my final greetings. Enjoy ; )

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Hello, Your Name! I see you have come to read stories or you are a pervert that has been caught in my trap while looking up nude pictures of Your Mom. Yes, I know Your Name and Your Mom. It is scary, no? Do not be alarmed, I know much more... Please just be thankful that you are still ignorant. I only want you to do two things though, you drooling mashed potato brained fool. ONE: don't not drink the enticing liquid flowing from the fountain entitled "Wadder uv Smortness". TWO: Read my stories and LOVE ME with all your black wretched little souls. It would make my existance less painful to know I am worshiped like Martha Stewart.

it is imposisble to say "my ass is beeping" in french and mean it in the sense that your rear end is making noise.
 
if you say: "mon ane sonne"(which means my ass is beeping) you  have just said "my donkey rings"

NOOOOO!!! SHUT UP!! I don't have to listen to you!!! I'm not going to kill my mommy no matter what you say, you stupid wall!!!