Welcome to discreet funeral morgue I am your host The sikeokilla This is my first story so bear/put up with me please Also does anyone know where I can post my own origional stuff beacuse I'm planning to start a comic

I thank you for your patience faithful listeners.

Eternally yours The sikeokilla EWC

p.s. see you in oblivion (Oh yeah like you didn't know where we were going)

Zim was not new to pain he inflicted it on the dib-stink everyday and the dibstink in turn had inflicted it on him many times. He was also no stranger to pleasure wether it was at the success of not completely failing at his latest plan or being praised by his tallest.

Oh wait they weren't his tallest anymore. He kept forgetting, they had become sick of him pretty quickly. In fact it only took a year for them to tell him. Since then he'd been living life a little differently. He thought about it long and hard and realized that he was no longer chained to anything. Even the humans shackled themselves to jobs and schools and countries and towns.
He figured out that the rules of society are easy to dodge if you know how so he and gir became homeless. He'd even gone to the trouble of burning down the base. And so their tour of the world comenced They were done in less than a year but no place felt right. After his second year on the run (for a few terrorist attacks that he might have helped to create)he knew where he had to go ...Home.

This has been the epilogue to my first (hopefully of many) story If you thought I could Improve on anything I'd love to here what it is.
If you thought this was any good I'd love to hear from you.
And if you just wanna troll and flame, just remember that trolls are large mountanous morons in fantasy fiction and that playing with fire can burn you.

Also I'd like to mention that my friend Invader Hooniemay is doing an IZ/TD crossover check it out

Playfully yours The sikeokilla EWC