
Lost Marbles
So I've been doing a whole lotta nothing. As a guy in his mid-twenties who's afraid of needles, I'm pretty sure I wasn't up for getting a tattoo anytime soon; so why are there some on my sides?
I've lived most of my life under the rock they call the "internet", so I know a few things and don't know a lot of things. I can sure tell ya what the heck memes are, but I can't say that I know much about what's going on in the economy. Twenty-five years and I still have just about as much knowledge about government as I did in fifth grade.
In those 25 years, I never thought I'd be going through some of this strange... stuff... that's going on right now with my sister and I. First we end up with tattoos, and now we have tails? Who comes up with this stuff?
*Five Score Divided by Four side fic- Original by TwistedSpectrum


8791 words: Estimated 44 minutes to read
3 Chapters:
- Chapter 1: Mark My Words 2016-02-17 07:25:44 UTC1350
- Chapter 2: A Little Hoarse 2016-02-19 08:10:50 UTC3301
- Chapter 3: Physical Education 2016-03-07 06:46:49 UTC4140