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WARNING WARNING WARNING

This work of fiction contains any and all of the following; -drugs, alcohol, foul language, violence, incest, homosexuality, heterosexuality, anal sex, vaginal sex, oral sex, dry sex, tongue kissing, forehead kissing, hand kissing, beverage and food consumption, bad musical references that are now out dated, a pair of opposite/same sex sleeping in the same bed, showers, hair flicking, song writing, and any of the other seemingly annoying traits of the traditional hanson genre of the time dated between 1997 and and the present. (I mean no disrespect in that, it's just that as fiction writers, we've ALL done it.)

it's been a long time since i've read all the way through this and i don't believe there is a "girl moves in next door, falls in love with brother" scenereo, but i could be mistaken, so i'm going to throw that warning in here too. the same goes for climbing trees, kissing in tree houses, and throwing rocks at windows.

if any of the above things churn your stomach, make you throw up in your mouth (even a little) or have nightmares, you have the choice to close your browser now.

if, however, you choose to ignore this and proceed, even though i have now completely warned you against it, you are dumb and stupid.

i do not want comments left in the guestbook saying "OMG UR SO SIC!" because i didn't write this. and i warned you. you are in turn the idiot who wanted to view it for whatever reason even though i warned you of the content.

and the final note, to Isaac, Taylor, and Zac, it would be advisable for the three of you to leave now, and not read this story. The End.