Foist. Why foist? Why not Foist.

Why am i so slow, my darlings?

I cannot fathom why i have this debilitating problem...

Okay, that's a lie, but you get where i'm going surely. If you don't, don't worry about it preciousssssssss

Aaaaaaaanyways. I do apologize for my laze, though that is an empty one to you i am sure, nonetheless i shall foist it upon you all because that is no doubt why you are here. Yes? Foisting. Foisted things. ...Foist...

Whelps, i finally posted something i should have posted a while ago but hadn't because i had yet to formulate the description and i must do so beforehand because it is how i process. The process, minions. The process.

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Check her out, if you dare. And if you don't dare, why? Why no dare? Why do i bother subliminally demanding the daring if you will not dare? Rude.

Oh, and that second piece i mentioned in the last post was put up already as well. If none of you dears knew. Which you surely did. Right? R i g h t ? >:/

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My shameless self promotion of my own works on my own world aside, i have not been doing too much drawing lately. I KNOW, le sigh me, le sigh... However, despite that being true, i have instead been doing some writing here and there. And on too many things at once too. Obviously. Seeing as i cannot control my brain and its incessant need to bombard me with ideas whether conscious or not. I would say it's a curse, and in a sense it truly is, but, well, it is something to enjoy and i do. So bleh. :P

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Oh my sweet pita bread stuffed mushrooms. Yes, mushrooms stuffed with pita bread, i meant it that way. I do wish i could be a better master to you all, more productive, more consistent, more other words... You must be suffering, such suffering *intense head caressing*

Well, have this to ease your woes. Or, just cause why not.

Granted i don't know how this is relaxing. It's not, exactly. It's humorous and yet simultaneously disturbing. Beautiful.
Also..............Foist.

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