Whaaaaaaat??!! I MISSED the 100th page?!
AND the multitude of Accordion O Faces which I was always way too embarrassed to say I get such a huge kick out of??!!!
Oh my God!! ;A;
I'm a horrible Yankochick!
But you guys are WONDERFUL and so courageous and fun and HILARIOUS.
OMG Alicia, you made me look STUPID, standing outside in my yard where people can see me and I was checking out the WOWAY and reading about that hot hot hot HOOOOTT little moment in Germs of which I KNOW EXACTLY you are talking about

And OMG the discussion of the *ahemahem* passion with which Al plays the accordion?? I was looking freakish with these snicker-y gigglefits, thankyouverymuch!
BWAHAHAHAHHAHA THE PICTURES OF AL-BUT-NOT (sometimes known as That Saxy Dude)!!!!!!!
And and THIS is the kind of fun environment I've been wishing for!! <3
I just need to participate in more of the fun!
*shakes fist at college and its piles of short stories it wants her to reaaaad for a quiz DDD8*
I GOT A SHORT STORY FOR YOU.
*pulls up Papa Boolie 'cause it's Jan Huggins storytime*
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Jan. She was a rare sort of airhead young lady who enjoyed fine literature, and the study thereof, and was as level-headed as the next maiden.
Until one day, she happened across a gentleman named Alfred. Alfred looked like this:

When singing awesome music, of course. He had a particularly lovely smile that was so radiant it SHATTERED smoked glass. He enjoyed doing things like this:

And this:

And one day, the aforementioned Jan saw him doing THIS:

And he was just so gorgeous and his face, represented discreetly by a letter O, came as quite a shock to her and she fell over dead.
But then she realized if she was dead she'd have quite a bit of trouble being alive to see sir Alfred again so she went through some more Al pictures and came back to life again via an imagined kiss from him, and Prince Charming seriously needed a new job.
THE END.
*faints*
Papa Boolie: ........ *baarrf*