I'm leaving the old intro here, but adding this- it appears the doves have taken over my blog for their fiction. Just as well, I was doing a piss poor job of updating. They're doing much better.

This blog is infrequently updated, full of incorrect spellings, misused words, and general bad grammar. It started when I was trying to use google+ (which I've since given up on) and discovered there was no character limit for posts. If you've known me a long time, a lot of these stories will be old hat. If you plan to know me for a long time, you'll no doubt hear many of them in person. But, folks seemed to enjoy them, so here they are.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

The Eighty Fourth Story

Once upon a time there was a fox with a striped tail. He wanted to go to the fashion institute, but it is hard to get scholarships as a vulpini. So he got a job as a tailor and saved up and kept drawing his designs, and sometimes he would use scraps to make accessories to sell on etsy.

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