As you may have noticed I made tons of typing errors. Get over it. I'm tired and I can't sleep because some sugar-high raver can't shut up for the life of them so I thought I'd write this to stop myself from filling up another one of my closets with skeletons. I really need a bigger closet. A new one would work too.
Anyways, yes, I wrote this story for a reason. Will I tell you why? Ha! No.
Well, to all my reviewers:
Have a Horrid Holiday!
Raven Zinthos (Your friendly neighborhood stranger).
Remember the best quote this Holiday:
Bahumbug -- Ebinezer Scrooge (sp?)