Skout64

It was one of those days you wanted to put two and two twogether two make ten. It was one of those days you wanted a breath of fresh air from life. It was one of those days you were just sick of boring old rules. Logic, gravity, reason and science, they all seemed like shackles holding you tight preventing you from having any fun. You know, one of those days? Thomas Green was having one of those days. The young man was laying straight down on his couch, staring at his khaki ceiling. He let out a sigh of boredom, just complete utter boredom. The Grandfather clock, ticking. Ticking which seemed as in if someone was going to hear another thr

 Hello, members of Deviant Art, this is my first actual post on this site, lets see how this goes. I have hopes to become a writer in the future, this piece of work is self training, I guess. I will use this site to learn from my mistakes, here I am going to try something that I have tried before, comedy. Last time it failed, but this time I think I have something better up my sleeve. My rather large sleeve. So, enjoy this absolute garbage. :D Once upon a clichéd opening, there was a twenty-one year old male, named Jimothy. Jimothy was nothing, if anything he was another face in the crowd, he was nothing special, just a boring old chap