I Wish I Had Some Comments on Ficly, the Musical (Retro)
The classically stereotypical cowboy with a guitar that only knows 3 chords starts strumming his GEE -tar. He leaned forward into the microphone and spoke…
This one is for all those who were on Ficlets. Jump back into your archives and find the BEST FICLETS YOU EVER WROTE and repost them here. For all the newbies, you can comment on them as if they were just born, like a kid who picks up his first Beatles CD and tells his parents how awesome they are. (pick your favorite old band, I chose this one because of the game release) For all the veterans, we can reread and enjoy a blast from the past. It's a win-win. I'll give you time to click the ficlets memorial link, find your name, and scan through your hundreds of stories for those elite few, the cream of the crop, the ones that will live on for eternity in their awesomeness!
The classically stereotypical cowboy with a guitar that only knows 3 chords starts strumming his GEE -tar. He leaned forward into the microphone and spoke…
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