(no subject)
THIS IS A TWITTER POST AND I KNOW A LOT OF YOU ALL DON'T CARE ABOUT THOSE, BUT I'M JUST DOING THIS TO TEACH THEM A LESSON BECAUSE YOU CAN'T JUST TWEET THIS SHIT:
AND THEN TRUGS TALKS ABOUT BEING IN A FIC AND HOW HE SAW IT AND WAS TRAUMATIZED (LOL I REMEMBER WHEN SOMEBODY TWEETED IT TO HIM AND HE WAS LIKE: FKJFDKJKGJDKJGJKKJWTYFTDFDFWTRFTWTF OMG NOOOOOO!1111)
AND NOT EXPECT THERE TO BE ANY CONSEQUENCES.
ALRIGHT SO HERE'S THE FIC:
“TRUGMAN, TRUGMAN! WHERE FOR ART THOU TRUGMAN?” JIM PINED FOR ALEX OUTSIDE HIS WINDOW, A ROSE IN HIS HAND AND A SONG IN HIS HEART.
“JIM… WHAT… WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” ALEX CALLED FROM HIS WINDOW. JIM WAS TOO BLINDED BY LOVE TO RECOGNIZE THE NERVOUSNESS OF ALEX’S TONE.
“I’M HERE TO CELEBRATE OUR LOVE, TRUGGY-POO!”
“NOW IS NOT A GOOD TIME!” ALEX YELLED. JIM FROWNED AND DROPPED HIS ARMS TO HIS SIDES-TAKING A STANCE OF TOTAL WOE.
“BUT WHY?” HE WHINED.
“I… I HAVE COMPANY RIGHT NOW…” JIM COULD HEAR THE LOOK ON ALEX’S FACE-A LOOK OF GUILT AND UTTER BETRAYAL.
JIM FURROWED HIS BROW, CLENCHED HIS FISTS AND TRIED TO RESTRAIN HIMSELF FOR LASHING OUT ON AN INNOCENT NEARBY TRASHCAN-OH HOW HE WANTED TO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF SOMETHING-BUT INSTEAD HE YELLED,
“…I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE THROUGH!!! HOW…” AND JIM’S ANGER TURNED TO SADNESS AND HURT. “YOU SAID YOU AND MACINTYRE WERE OVER…!”
TO BE CONTINUED…
THIS IS A JUGS APPRECIATION POST NOW.
AND THEN TRUGS TALKS ABOUT BEING IN A FIC AND HOW HE SAW IT AND WAS TRAUMATIZED (LOL I REMEMBER WHEN SOMEBODY TWEETED IT TO HIM AND HE WAS LIKE: FKJFDKJKGJDKJGJKKJWTYFTDFDFWTRFTWTF OMG NOOOOOO!1111)
AND NOT EXPECT THERE TO BE ANY CONSEQUENCES.
ALRIGHT SO HERE'S THE FIC:
“TRUGMAN, TRUGMAN! WHERE FOR ART THOU TRUGMAN?” JIM PINED FOR ALEX OUTSIDE HIS WINDOW, A ROSE IN HIS HAND AND A SONG IN HIS HEART.
“JIM… WHAT… WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” ALEX CALLED FROM HIS WINDOW. JIM WAS TOO BLINDED BY LOVE TO RECOGNIZE THE NERVOUSNESS OF ALEX’S TONE.
“I’M HERE TO CELEBRATE OUR LOVE, TRUGGY-POO!”
“NOW IS NOT A GOOD TIME!” ALEX YELLED. JIM FROWNED AND DROPPED HIS ARMS TO HIS SIDES-TAKING A STANCE OF TOTAL WOE.
“BUT WHY?” HE WHINED.
“I… I HAVE COMPANY RIGHT NOW…” JIM COULD HEAR THE LOOK ON ALEX’S FACE-A LOOK OF GUILT AND UTTER BETRAYAL.
JIM FURROWED HIS BROW, CLENCHED HIS FISTS AND TRIED TO RESTRAIN HIMSELF FOR LASHING OUT ON AN INNOCENT NEARBY TRASHCAN-OH HOW HE WANTED TO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF SOMETHING-BUT INSTEAD HE YELLED,
“…I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE THROUGH!!! HOW…” AND JIM’S ANGER TURNED TO SADNESS AND HURT. “YOU SAID YOU AND MACINTYRE WERE OVER…!”
TO BE CONTINUED…
THIS IS A JUGS APPRECIATION POST NOW.