Another Irish Drinking Song

( UNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH )

homg this chapter was great yessssssssssssssss

Oh, god what is wrong with me D|

I started out deciding to kind of spiritually rewrite Insomniac, and I am ending up writing this ungodly huge INCREDIBLY M-RATED Anko/Itachi/Shisui monster that is possibly the darkest, smuttiest thing that I have ever written.


what is happening to meeeeeeeeeeeee

Okay.

Okayokayokay.

Here.

( I DIDN'T THINK IT WAS POSSIBLE TO HAVE STUFF THIS AWESOME HAPPEN TO ME )

....Why have I never discovered wrestling before?

Short story short, I promised abrof  and chocomarauder  I'd come to one of their wrestling matches one of these days, this became the day, and I think I lost my voice from screaming.  I was so pumped!  Watching wrestling is awesome!  (I kind of ended up mostly watching the guys' rear ends, but let's not throw stones at the newbie, shall we?  *sweat*)  I kind of want to, like, break stuff or something, I'm so jacked up right now.

Or I would be, except my little sister's out getting X-rays of her elbows.  They might be fractured; she fell on them really hard at her basketball game, and she's in a lot of pain.  DDDDDD:  Keep her in your thoughts/prayers/Satanic rituals tonight, plz?  (Maybe not so much the last one.)

Haven't been posting much due to chronic laziness, addiction to RP, etc.  Actually, I've been meaning to dork out about RP for a while, so here:( tl;dr I spend too much of my life RPing, don't look at me )