The sun had already risen when
Eric was awoken by his alarm. It was another beautiful day at the
Pennsylvania university that he was attending on a Faggotry Studies scholarship. Eric smiled at the
prospect of another day learning about faggorty and Linux. "It is time for breakfast," Eric squealed,
as he put his pants on. He put his modified 'Tickle-Me Elmo' plushie under his bed and shuffled out
the door. Some of his hall mates were on their way to the mess hall.
"Hey guys. I'll follow you down,"
Eric beamed at the group of guys.
"Fuck off, freak," One of the guys yelled back as the rest of the
group busted out laughing.
Eric choked back tears that were welling up. "I am not a freak. Being a
plushie-lover is normal! My mom told me so," Eric yelled.
He spun around and stormed back into his room.
"I know where I can be appreciated," Eric muttered to himself as he started up his 386 running Linux.
The box, which he got from some stinky Linux hippie in exchange for tossing his salad, started up with
a high pitched whine.
After five minutes, he was on Slashdot, a well known web-log for all kinds of
sexual fetishes. Eric gasped at what he saw. The Turd Report had made another post about his daily turd.
Eric turned red with anger. "I'll show you," Eric said to himself as he hit the 'reply' button. His fingers
quivered as he typed his response: 'You are lame.' Eric grinned and hit 'submit'. He waited tem minutes
then checked for a reply. There was none. "I shut him up but good," Eric proclaimed.
Thoughts of
greatness started running thru Eric's mind. The Slashbots would cheer him for standing up to the Turd Report.
Taco might even email him a congratulation. It might even be front page news on Slashdot! People
would link to it in their sig files and it would certainly be the talk of everyone's journals. Everyone
would love him despite his plushie fetish. Oh, his wonderful plushie. Elmo should share this moment. The
thought of Elmo made Eric a bit frisky. Eric was hung like a doorbell and it was rock hard. He fumbled under
the bed for Elmo and pulled him out. The sounds of Elmo proclaiming, "That tickles!" was hear thru-out the
dorm for hours.