January 2012
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Chapter 3
The two guys (and parasitic-like girl) met up at David’s house to actually work on the plan for real this time. When they got there though, there was another random girl waiting there. She immediately got up from a chair and slammed into Roger, causing him to hit his nose into the wall. It left a 5-inch hole. Roger wasn’t really sure what to do with her, so he decided to just let her have her way...
December 2011
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Here's a link to the newest crack fic →
Go there and click on the most recent deviation, “Springing Fun” on the left
Here’s a preview:
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They walked on for a while, wandering around the fields and doing interesting stuff. Until they came across a giant meadow rat. Roger and David stared at in in wonder. “Hey, that’s a pretty big mouse,” David expertly pointed out. “No shit, dumbass,”...
November 2011
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Chapter 4
The Floyd guys prepared to have their intervention with Rick. They decided they would first try to trick him nicely, and then if that didn’t work then they would use a more aggressive means. Roger brought cans of tuna fish, and balls of yarn from his closet, and Nick was in charge of bringing a cricket bat. Just in case.
“Alright, ready?” Roger said once they had all their materials. They stood...
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Chapter 2
Roger left to go buy his weed from the band’s secret pot dealer, Laura. He met her behind his barn at the back of his house. With 50 bajillion dollars in his pocket, Roger was ready to purchase the best weed he’d ever smoke.
“So Laura, what uh… what do you think about Rick?” he asked as casually as he could managed while the pothead got his purchase ready. Laura shrugged.
“Does he seem… I dunno…...
October 2011
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Chapter 1
The next day, Roger woke up on the floor with the four other guys. His head hurt like a bitch and his eyes stung whenever he blinked. Next to him, hanging over the arm of the couch, Nick was waking up as well. He looked like he was completely and utterly washed out from the past night.
“Some party last night, eh Nick?” Roger groaned, and Nick didn’t even bother to answer. He simply moaned in pain...
Introduction
One warm summer night, the Pink Floyd were dead drunk. Not that it was anything new, of course. They always got pissed before bed after a good gig. They were obviously too stupid to know any better.
On this particular night they were acting especially drunk and gay, and someone suggested they have a strip-off. After the group finally shut up enough to choose the two participants, they decided to...