Here is a tragic story about What's it.

On a dull boring day What's it found himself browsing the FF site, this would be a day he would never forget. Oh the cliché horror, oh the Mary and Gary Sue/Stuart, the needless lemons. Yes, he had heard of these mythical writings, but had never encountered them himself. As he kept reading, he felt a burning sensation beginning in his eyes, he first thought that it was the ridiculousness, the horridness, the the exaggerativeness(I think I've gone to far now). All the ness-es in the world that made his eyes cry and burn with blinding tears. He wished he could look away from this, this...he truly had no words to describe it.

So he carried on reading, and, reading and reading, until the strangest of things happened. His eyes fell of! It was too late that he realised that he had not been crying, but had been bleeding from the eyes. He had realised to late what the burning sensation was. It was his eyes, slowly but surely, they had been unscrewing themselves from his skull. Little by little with each passage he read, he rolled and rolled his eyes until finally, they fell off.

Such a tragic end to a story, but perhaps it was not such a tragic end to What's it, for there was no greater pain than read the ridiculousness, the horridneds, the... I seem to be getting carried away again. Yes this was a better end for What's it, for his eyes would never bare witness to what he had dubbed 'The super eye rolly triple threat'.

This is the tale of What's it the blind reader.