The Witch's Corner

I'm working on one now ;)

Oooh, something!

Just a poem of sorts lol

Good scene this. Excellent example of making people take responsibility for shit they sought to conceal.

"You did know." - Feel like that about a lot of people in my history :P

Is it a sea shanty?

This isn't the 1700's. I'm not a pirate with scurvy lol

Obvious deflection, I'm on to you Barbarossa!

Hush and check your email lol

Ooooh. Someone's raising the bar.
I may have to spend time and put actual effort in...

I use to be a prolific writer of amateur prose lol

I used to write a lot as well. Now I do again. :)

Check your email again Steve lol

I did :)

....and like a short, scantily clad 400-pound red-headed pirate of the 1700’s, the Witch smiled and cackled an evil laugh as she withdrew a pink synthetic crotch rocket from her bedroom drawer. She had ordered it off the Internet when searching online for “magic wand”, not realizing the Magic Wand was a popular personal tool used by sexually frustrated women all across Australia. The scent of peach cheesecake softly wafted from the drawer as she menacingly advanced toward her challenger, pointing the Magic Wand at him and chanting a poetic hex she had memorized from “101 Love Hexes” by Frollo Silas.

Aware of the obvious disparity in weight class, the tall and lanky 135-pound Ty nonetheless stood as unwavering and solid as a snake-infested 6-branched masculine oak tree beneath a full moon. With a lit cigarette still pinched between his nicotine-stained fingers, he slowly unzipped his dirty grey hoody revealing a black t-shirt emblazoned with a bright red hand-drawn sigil he had created only the day before.

Recognizing the powerful Magick the sigil represented, the Witch stumbled to a dead stop in her tracks as she realized she was facing off against no ordinary poet.

Her Mind raced frantically as she tried to remember where she last left that new spreader bar that came as a free bonus with the Magic Wand.

As she stood envisioning the bruise marks her riding crop would leave on Ty’s virgin ass cheeks, the bedroom door suddenly threw open. There stood a short, slightly obese balding man, sweating profusely from having laboriously climbed the 9 steps to the bedroom.

In his left hand he clutched two cheaply made Zovalex brand plastic pens he had picked up from a motorcycle riding vendor at the Writers Guild conference he had recently attended in Las Vegas the week prior.

“I am Glaxnor!” he loudly announced as he stepped into the room. A thin sliver of moonlight from the open window reflected off the beads of sweat on his balding head.


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Elf withdrew her hands from the keyboard and read over the story. She realized the reference to the motorcycle riding vendor only served to distract from the storyline rather than expand on the Glaxnor character of the story, but she really wanted to work it in because the character reminded her of that asshole in the GLP Witch thread that she despised. Him and his god damn fat jokes. “Why doesn’t that pompous ass understand that big girls need love too?” she muttered aloud.

Feeling disgusted (and hungry), she pushed her chair back from her desk and angrily stomped to the kitchen, intent on another slice of that hip-widening cheesecake she had made that afternoon....

“I think I’ll have that asshole murdered in the second chapter of the story”, she thought to herself as she opened the refrigerator.


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Many miles away from Elf’s southern home, a man was grumbling about the cost of the cheap plastic pens he had given away to attendees at a Writers Guild conference in Las Vegas. Why had that cute redhead called him an asshole when he offered her a free crockpot if she would leave his booth and go away? It was a nice crockpot.

He had a busy day ahead of him, so he headed to the shower. Hanging his robe on the bathroom door hook, he thought of the short, heavy, sweaty balding man at the conference that had offered him tickets to a hunting trip to take down wild boar on the property of a woman claiming to be a Witch.... it was an intriguing offer, but there was something about the guy that reminded him of his gay neighbor that was always offering him cheesecake and asking him to read his poetry.

He picked up his iPhone, connected it to the bluetooth JBL speaker in the shower, and turned the volume up loud as he clicked the play button on the YouTube video....



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Last Edited by Zovalex on 08/20/2021 12:40 PM

lmao. Quite enjoyable :P

I'm for bed now though. Hallo/Goodnight :)

I just... Wow. lol

Good afternoon freedom fighters XD

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Which of my statements did you disagree with? Where I stated that there is no objective good and evil?

All came from non physical. What you call good and evil. Those are terms we apply.

This is the post to which I was referring.

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Sorry to interrupt your discussions on metaphysical life philosophy and creative writing, but I have a very important subject to discuss:

I’m craving a steak and beer.

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The Joy of Satan forum is not posting my posted questions. I put 2 out there last night and wrote a couple paragraphs for one of them and it still has not been allowed evidently.

I am sick and tired of getting treated like this from them.

I am doing everything I can to try and get some help and cannot seem to find any, anywhere.

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Well, it’s a good thing one of my chest freezers is stocked up on beef.

I wanted a steak NOW, so I went to Kroger. Choice Ribeye has been jacked up to $16 a pound, up from $12!

I still got it, but I was astonished at how high the price has been hiked.... hiked up almost as high as G-Dub’s heels can go!

I still have some room in my beef freezer, so the next time beef is on sale, I’m going to top off because it’s only going to get worse.

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I can’t be held responsible for that story.

I woke up this morning with a muscle knot under my scapula, so I took a muscle relaxer as well as a Tramadol for pain. By the time I sat down and started drinking my coffee, I was feeling loopy.

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Check your email. I sent ya something lol

I've barely interacted with that forum so I don't know. What questions are you trying to ask?

I have a large deep chest freezer (don't laugh) so I can buy meat in bulk. And yeah the prices are getting crazy.

Amusing that cows don't place a price for their bodies...how can man?