There is a young man named Billy. A bright, sensitive young man. A man given
more respect then he really deserves. He has earned a multitude of followers,
each one more devoted than the other.

But, some say, Billy is losing his edge. That his funfics are delving from
their original purpose. This disturbs Billy.

And excites Jax.

Billy: (reading posts on ATT) Gah...I'm still well-liked and all, but it seems
like my fame and ability have grown more stale than mom's meat loaf :/

Zephirmus: Ugg, speaking of stale...

Billy feels threatened, and he honestly doesn't know why. His funfics are
world-renowned and enjoyed by many, but the level of humor in some of his recent
ones seem to be lacking. Or at least, different than the type he wrote in the
past.

On top of all this, Billy can't think of a single good idea for the series.
That's right. A series devoted to severed peni and sex, and with those two
windows of endless oppurtunity, he STILL can't envision a great story. A funfic
to end all funfics. Billy doesn't know what to do.

Just then older brother Johnny walks into Billy's bed-room.

Johnny: Hey bro, what's up?

Billy: Trying to write a good funfic, but I can't think of any original ideas.
:/

Johnny: Would having sex give you some inspiration?

Billy: Nah.

Johnny: Wow man, you've changed.

Billy: I know :/
**

Billy: Inspiration, inspiration is what I need...but where could I find some?

Billy watches a new episode of "The Simpsons".

Homer drinks some toxic beer and his right arm falls off. The Comic Book Guy
walks by and says "Worst Amputation Ever" and then makes fun of the story line
for seven minutes.

Billy: LOL!! Maybe I need to hire some of them guys.

Mike_Scully: The long-time fans are still with us (:-{|}

Billy'sMom: (yells) Honey, wash up! It's time for dinner!

Billy: Kay, mom.

Billy takes a bath.

Twenty-four minutes later...

Billy: (walks down the stairs) Alright Mom, I'm washed up. What's to eat?

Billy'sMom: You took too long, Billy. We eventually just gave your meal to your
brother Johnny.

Billy: Johnny, how could you? That was my food! How could...hmm, wait a
sec...this otherwise problemenic dilemma gives me a great idea for my funfic
series! :D

Billy runs up the steps...

Billy: Hrm, now I forget :/ I think it was just gonna be about Jax and Azi
having sex, anyway...oh well, the audience has seen enough of that!

Zephirmus: No we haven't! More scenes with Jax having sex with men! ;D

Billy: Shutup Jax, I KNOW that's you impersonating Zeph.

Zephirmus: D;
***

Billy: Gah, can't think of any ideas for my next funfic! Think Billy, think
darn you!

Billy bashes his fist into his brain, and something springs into his head faster
than you can say the words "Azy knows who Billy is".

Billy: ..Wait, I got it! I could write a story where Prowl runs for president,
and then there's a bunch of mix-ups and stuff like the recent election! It'll
be GREAT!

Billy begins to type his new story on the computer.

"Prowl: Your honor, I feel there is a substantial amount of legal votes in those
uncounted ballot boxes for myself...if you let me use my bizarro gun on the
ballot boxes, we can finally see who really won this race!

Judge: The court rules in favor of our Republican candidate.

BrianKibry: Yeehaw!"

Billy shoves the keyboard off his desk in disgust.

Billy: No, I've done the stereotypes and parodies too many times. Only a
low-life, ignorant specimen would still find that material funny.

Jax:...

Billy: Well Jax? That's your cue.

Jax: I've learned to killfile.

Billy: Wow, neat.

Jax: Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off. I must tell the 4 million other people
about my significant killfile! Then I'll remind them again and again!

Billy: Umm...okay.
**

Billy walks down a breezy medow, the night sky reflecting off his blue jacket.

Billy: Well, I've done it all...maybe my funfic series finally IS finished.

It takes Billy several moments to digest that final comment, but then he begins
to elaborate more on it to himself.

Billy: I've done it all and more, really. I parodied the Masters of the
Universe series, Behind the Music, and all those boy bands. I made a funfic
where I die and then am reborn, made countless stories devoted to the entire
newsgroup, and insulted Jax in the whole process...maybe it's time to call it
quits :/ *sigh*

Suddenly, as if it's a message sent from above, Billy sees a bird humping
another bird.

Billy:...That's it! It's cured! My writer's block is finally CURED!!! :D

The very next day, Billy posts a story to ATT entitled "Jax Humps Azi-Unfinished
Business!".

It wins twenty Trannie awards the following year.

Jax: And the world was better for it ;D

The End