life is a single skip for joy

I totally stole this idea from The Resident. Do you ever get those weird spam e-mails in which there's some fucked up prose written inside them? To lure you in? Oftentimes there's not even an attachment or any adverts enclosed, just these crazy, rambling, incoherent, half-sentences. I decided it'd be fun to put some of that together for my own story - cut and paste into something semi-coherent. Obviously, I've taken liberties with the pronouns and tenses. I cast Foxy in the lead role because I can. It would have been better, but I ran out of spam mail.


( Accidents happen. We make our own life and our own rules out here. It was time to stop playing games and get down to business. )