This has nothing to do with SP, but I thought it might be fun to post it. I wrote this a little while ago, and was going to hand it in as an english assignment, well, enjoy, and don't goddamn well flame me because it has notjing to do with SP.
The little New-year fairies
Twas the night before the year 2000 and everyone was awake, partying the hell out of themselves, The little new year fairies were sitting in a corner of Jim's house feeling mightily unloved. One said to the others, "I used to love this time of year, I could go around, buggering someone's life up, wrecking new years resolutions and drinking loads of ale." He exclaimed. "Now this new fucking government is thinking of fazing us poor little fairies out,They say that we do not fulfil properly our 'Fucking up peoples lives quota' What the hell else can we do? I mean, it's the new bollocksing millenium in an hour, and everything will go computerised after that, they'll probably even have virtual fucking fairies next, bollocks to that I say" "Where's the number for the fucking samaritans?" asked one. "I dunno." Said another, "but my brother does� erm fat fucking lot of use it was to him though." "Why?" asked one. "Because he shot himself in the gob 'bit the bullet' I think you'd call it." "Oh." And with that, they all threw themselves off of Jim's mantlepiece in a desperate suicide bid. And all nearly died� but�. They were stupid fucking fairies, they forgot that because they were actually real fairies, they had FUCKING WINGS. Stupid bastards.
The End
� and hallucinogens � Also: WBSY MS U NEEEEEEDDDD