[ SECRET POST #3261 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3261 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 02 pages, 052 secrets from Secret Submission Post #466.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.

Comments

Re: FANFICTION TIME

[(Anonymous)]

"I love you Powdered Toast Man... but we cannot be together!" said Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man with soft, marshmallow tears shimmering evanescently in his lithe charcoal orbs.

"BUT WHY?" Powdered Toast Man wailed.

"Because... OUR LOVE IS FORBIDDEN," Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man sobbed, pushing Powdered Toast Man away from him and running away crying.

"NOOOOO! Come back my love!" Powdered Toast man cried, weeping butter-flavoured tears.

But it was too late. Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man had already been defeated by the Ghostbusters.

At the funeral, Powdered Toast Man could not stop crying. In accordance with Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man's Last Will and Testament, the music played at his funeral was "Who Said We're Wack?" by The Lonely Island, and that made Powdered Toast Man cry even harder. He would never again be able to listen to favourite band while holding hands with his beloved. After President Franklin Delano Roosevelt gave the eulogy, the sky opened up and the rain poured down, mirroring the current state of Powdered Toast Man's tear ducts.

How could a person up and call a person wack?
How could the devil turn the blue sky black?
How many babies born will never reach their dreams?
And how could a person call another person wack?

The End.

Re: FANFICTION TIME

[a_potato]

Beautiful and so, so very tragic.

Also, his orbs are lithe. Fantastic.

Re: FANFICTION TIME

[elaminator]

I'm dumbfounded and impressed with the way you included "Who said we're wack?"

Re: FANFICTION TIME

[(Anonymous)]

Best. Story. Ever.

I love Roosevelt delivering the eulogy, too, because why not?