This day deserves two F’s. Someone got effed, and I fought. And no, I’m not talking about my boys… Well, not the whole time anyway. B’s gone, and do I have the money to fight for 2-V Vis-à-vis a vet visit? With my Day Job… Oh! Braxton, Virgil, No F’s
Wednesday, October 7, 2026
Legacy 098 -Braxton, Virgil, No F’s-
Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Sabotage? A teeny tiny bit. But I don’t really give “Two Fux” M’s Yabbos, my boys, two eyes.
But comedy comes in 3s, they say. “A,” “J,” and myself. What comes first, Inspector?
Always and forever, my boys. And as I speak of always and forever, you know, whenever I feel like I’m fucked, I think of the time life fucked me the hardest. Or was it death?
Inspector, I lost my son; I lost B. And Virgil ain’t looking too pretty these days as we move closer to his birthday. The 20th? Are there any other days I should worry about? Hmm.
Tomorrow? But again, we’ll get to that. What about today’s bank balance? How fucked am I? I haven’t had the “Nerve” to check on it. And I was so wiped after today. Braxton and Virgil bark, but did you die?
“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000
Okay, so today’s adventure… I’m at the Day Job “A” “C” “S” are there. Then there’s “J”.
And I don’t mean fun like Agent J, Mary Jane, or jerking off. Anyway, J makes everyone’s lives miserable, and finally A had enough. So she and J go after each other, and when she comes back, I’m angry for A. I shock J by speaking out against her not giving an eff…
Soon there’s a mutiny, a revolt, a revolution; it’s “The Uprising against J, Inspector Echo.
Anyway, by the time the GM arrives, J has no real defense—the first time I get sent to the office for trouble. At least right now, I don’t feel effed. But eff today and tomorrow. It’s almost my motto.
But you want to know some real effs about me. SIGH. I told M Anime about my fantasies about Ms. Rachel. Trust me, I have worse. But with Ms. Rachel… “Put it in?” Effing yes!
What about M Anime and I? Let’s Talk About Sex. But between her and me. We have a particular fetish, a peculiar kink. You do remember I studied “Ravishment,” Inspector?
Then let’s remember what I was worried about for the past week and a half before the drama-rama at the Day Job. The Magic Glasses/MIMA, or at least a pair of them, lost to the darkness. The things I was doing, and then no warning. Felt like my boys, Inspector.
They don’t give Two Fux. Me? Braxton, Virgil, No F’s
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