Rampant Rabbit
I don’t need critics. I’m my own worst critic. Case in point: the post previous to this was a bit of a cop-out. I had the link sitting in “flashcube links” folder, thought it mildly interesting and decided to put it up with barely an entertaining byline or anything. So now I’m forced to resort to the old standby of smut and had I not put this post up I’d probably be losing sleep wondering if people thought I’ve lost my edge. I worry about these things and a million other things on a day to day basis. But it’s that rampant paranoia and perfectionism that drives me. Oh the things I do for you people.
Oh yes the link. It’s not graphic but it’s implicit. Some may even say it’s cute but those people need a slap across the face with the Rampant Rabbit and I’m just the asshole to do it.