If the tanks succeed, then victory follows. And he will, knowing that badass tortoise. I mean how else can anyone comepete against the awesomeness that is Tank? No pet is as good as him! But can you imagine Tank riding in a tank? Tankception! I always liked that movie, pretty good. Bit weird. Chris Nolan is good. Dark Knight. But is he Quintin Tarantino. I think not. No,no,no,no,no there's no lemons! Or Tarantino in this case. But anyway, Pulp Fiction is a great movie, but I Iike Kill Bill too.

Corn

A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine. The sunshine must be feeling pretty crap about itself, getting laughed at by the wind and all that. Or is it the corn? I can't remember and I've only been writing for 5 seconds. Six. Seven. Eight. Darnit stop trying to count, you're too slow. And I should be good at this 'cause I had an Enligsh exam today as well. But it went pretty badly. You can't fuck with the chocolate man? Nostradamus was pretty stupid wasn't he? Couldn't even predict his own death. Suddenly Applejack. Why can't I get this fic right? AB and AJ just seem to have the perfect relationship, why is this so frustrating? Could it be that I'm just not thinking outside the box? Or am I too stupid?