I hope this lures our young beauty back to us. I wrote this about a year or so ago and hope it fits the topic for you boys.
Donna's Bad Night by Lord Spike aka Darkwarriorkane
Eric Forman looked down at himself wearing his fathers trenchcoat, his friends had all backed out of streaking, but the thought of being the lone streaker crossed his mind. "What am I thinking I can't do this." He said to himself as he turned to walk out to the gym he turned the corner an ran into Donna.
"Hey, what are you doing hiding over… Ookay." Forman said as he gaved down at her very form fitting outfit.
"Back off. I am a flag. Are you gonna streak?" She said.
"No, we took a vote and it's unanimous. We're all very chicken." Eric said puling his coat even tighter.
"That's too bad. It's been a while since I've seen you naked. Plus I knew you'd chicken out" She said with a smirk.
"You've never seen me naked." he said, then a smirk appeared on his face. "Besides why don't you streak?"
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Organic life is nothing but a genetic mutation, an accident. Your lives are measured in years and decades. You wither, and die. We are eternal, the pinnacle of evolution and existence. Before us, you are nothing. Your extinction is inevitable. We are the end of everything.
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