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Young Writers Society


when life gives you lemons . . . i don't know . . . i don't like lemons


about the boy at the bench

Ooh boy, time for an actual about me because I've been thinking about this for a while.

Hello. Zuko here.

Actually, nevermind we're gonna do this my way!

My name is Yosh, I hail from Yoshi's Island, but if you've seen me on any pads you might know it better as "yoshis iland". I keep hoping that we can bring back the nanawars because that was genuinely one of the funniest things I've been a part of and I'm glad I came across it. That should be about all that you need to know. Oh and here's some quotes that I dug up the other day just for this ocassion! Occassion? Occasion? That's how you spell it...

here we have the yoshikrab
the legend that we all wish we had - veeren


honestly i don't even know how we met, u were just there one day like u hatched from a yoshi egg - carina


hello yoshi you
are cool. also did you know
you are very cool. -starlitmind


Interests

writing, eating, sleeping, pianoing, basketballing, studying (jk i hate it), and writing.

Occupation

yosh


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien