once upon a time there was an evil wizard

once upon a time there was an evil wizard who forced kids to create acounts on foldingstory websites, and...

it's pointless and I'm pretty sure nobody thinks it has anything to do with web designing.

but it does because its better than doing worksheets

which on paper seems like not that much work, but worksheets suck comedy right out of the

room that i was manacled in. The years had taken their toll, my beard was long and my repeatedly soiled undergarments smelled like a fetishists paradise.

With the time I had I made elaborate braided patterns in my bristly beard. I had just completed my "Ode to the Birds in the Trees," when the warden knocked on my oubliette.

"Prithee, sir, what dost thou require?" I asked."This aint the Ren Faire" the Warden said thru the oubliette hatch, "STFU with the poem recitals!" "God's teeth!" I said, "You, sir,

are a blot upon the honour of the realm, a pasty by-blow of some slatternly fishwife! How dare, sirrah, give me such cheek to my face?!

He had been dissed several times before, but none quite like this. He felt his blood pressure rising and lashed out, "how say ye that I singlehandly brought shame to the kingdom!"