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Generation X 1/2:

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Welcome to Todd's Page.

Todd's Page is a happy place where all sorts of people can come (pardon the word) together and play the Penis Game and read a damn stupid story which will offend nearly everyone while also affording everyone much amusement. But be warned; Todd's Page is not for just anyone. If thinking about David Bowie (or Robert Smith, or Billy Corgan, or Siouxie, etc.) in tight black plastic pants is too much for you:

run away while there's still time.

However, if thinking about David Bowie (or Roger Waters, or... you get the point) out of tight black plastic pants is not too much for you...

Welcome to Todd's Page.

Please do not open your mouth while viewing this page.



Fan Fiction

No, no!  You Don't want to read it!

Are you a fan of The Cure? The Smashing Pumpkins? Pink Floyd? David Bowie? Siouxsie and the Banshees? Chris Hardwick from Singled Out? Enjolras from Les Miserables? Or do you simply enjoy despising those wretched Spice Girls? If you answered yes to any of the above then Todd's magnum opus, Generation X 1/2: We Are All Barnacles (familiarly called The Story) has something in it for you. But are you brave enough (or stupid enough) to actually read it?

The Story

Part 1: Pre-Prologue, 1969
Part 2: 1979
Part 3: Prologe, 1989
Part 4: 1996
Part 5: 1997
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9: Climax
Part 10: Epilogue
Part 11: Post-Epilogue
The 69 Morals To This Story


Enjolras and Grantaire are Dead
by: Grayswandir

A Les Miserables fanfic. This is a crossover between Les Mis and the brilliant and amusing Tom Stoppard play "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead."


Scott's Story: The Ghost
by: Grayswandir

This is a Halloween Quantum Leap fanfic written especially (if not particularly intelligently) for Scott Benner. Come on, at least it's better than that Boogieman episode...



The Penis Game

Currently under consruction.



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