Hello there.

I'd just like you to know I am officially your official stalker now. Those phone calls with the heavy breathing, random threating messages, and love notes written in blood on your bedroom wall? All me.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- *falls off chair*

I like it muchly! :P

Here it is 4:43 in the morning and I have finished this story. Lolololololololololol! Whew! I had to get that out. You have no idea how hard it was to keep from laughing maniacally and waking up my grandmother. Oh my Spock this was one of the most hilarious things I have read in a while. Thank you!

I LOVE(d?) Sailor Moon!! Man, it really was terrible, though. "Darien!"
Oh, and you are disgustingly funny. Ew.

That is one of the most idiotic, stupid and immensly spastic stories i have ever read. my god it is fantastic. ah, david bowie in tight pants... drool. and changes is an awesome song.

Haha, for FF(dot)net censoring me. No, really. HAHA. *mutter darkly*

Anyhow.

HAHA. You know, I never really noticed the short chapter thing. I mean, I did, but I never gave it much thought until you so GENTLY pointed it out.

Why must you writers make us suffer like that? D:

XD

There. You did it again. You made me review! GEEZ. What is the world coming to? D:

I rarely write reviews, and that's because I'm a lazy **. But I just HAD TO comment on the brilliance of singing Nothing Tra La La to Moonage Daydream. I am attempting to not kill myself from laughter as I try playing the song on my guitar... singing *your* lyrics.

If I do die, I have already written down a note for cops to find, next to my body (which would, by then, be mistaken as a Chelsie Smile victim). It will declare you as my murderer, sorry to say.

Enough of the ranting.

Holy hell, woman! This is the funniest ** (good **, not bad **. Though... I doubt there's anything as good **...agh. Ignore my comment!) I've ever read! I've already favourited a couple of your other fics, and that Fae Mail thing is made of GENIUS. NYAH. Keep writing, keep making us laugh, smile, cry, and most of all, KEEP WRITING (have I said that before?).

A fitting end to some wonderful crack. I do believe I lost a great deal of IQ by reading this.

Like Taco Bell ever had anything so cool as "SpongeBob SquarePants" as the toy, and I hate SpongeBob. No, Taco Hello only ever had the most generic, horrible toys. I felt sorry for the kiddies that thought they got something awesome and ended up with glorified crayons while I was packing those kids meal bags.

Guacamole through the nose? O_o That stuff is chunky!

My poor brain, I can feel the cells dying off. XD

I don't know if it's from reading the first few chapters of this fic alone, dedicating the last couple days to reading every single one of your fics, or being reminded of having just quit Taco Bell, but my brain suddenly turned off. A pity too, I wanted to say something deep and meaningful about how much I'm enjoying this fic, or at least read a few more chapters before calling it a night. Alas, my brain is too incoherent to properly say all that at the moment.

You boiled my brain meats!

I feel the need to inform you that the music of David Bowie has been a delight and an inspiration to a very large group of people in the world. Thank you.

Fragrant, Tra La La?

Your story was making me giggle like a naughty child as I read, but once I came to the unawareness of Sarah's ash-phase, I couldn't help but to laugh aloud in sheer jubilation. I look forward to more!

Personally, I like Jareth's punishment. *insert evil cackle* Good luck!