#poopsy

My fav creepypasta .... trollpasta ig

yesssss a second poopsy fanart has hit the blog also read this fanfic (not mine): its poopsy's story but taken seriously ITS AWESOME.

Referencing: http://batandmole.tumblr.com/post/160296179714/childrens-week-writings

“What do you mean half the children couldn’t read my books? What’s the hell the point of writing children’s books if they can’t read?” Ilyea yelled at her publicist.

Rhonda Cheetum sighed and presented her cracked porcelain cup to Ilyea as she sat back in her fine leather chair. The goblin just stared at the elf as though Ilyea had grown grew three heads. “Pounding, darling, what I’m tryin’ to say here is while we did decent, we need to do more? Your books were too wordy. You need to be softer. Maybe help the tykes ease up a little eh?”

“You were practically crying when I told you what I was doing? And now you want me to write more? You get into the blood thistle again Cheetum?” Ilyea joked but just sighed at her.

“Lyea Lyea lyea, trust me darling. You write this and kids will be all over that and then you can get to pounding Cuu-Ryiel and Erwin and some chair maybe. You can have them both hump a chair, how does that sound luv?” Rhonda soothed sweetly to the distressed mage.

“Fine, Fine. I’ll get to one soon.” Ilyea groaned and moved to go out of the door.

“That’s my girl.” Rhonda offered and softly patted Ilyea’s knee as she ushers the girl from her extravagant office.   “Talent always such prima donnas huh” Rhonda chuckled as she closed the door hoping that the elf wouldn’t of heard it. Just another day in the life of a publicist.

JK Pounding Presents: Another Little Poundling Book: Loud and Quiets’s ABCS: Learn to Read!

This time Quiet whom was a white wolf and Loud whom was a red fox are going to show you all the primary alphabet for the Orcish language with special guest appearances of Poopsy, Pipsy and Poutsy! Quiet would primary show words that represented the objects they were naming (Such as A as for Apple) while Loud would do some awesome things with the words (like A is for Avalance) for example.

The books again would be freely handed out to the Orphanages as well as to the kids around Sunspire port.

The Lies We Tell Ourselves