My next short story starts:
And on Jimmy's last day in Ace's High he rediscovered the forum he signed on and lurked in for a day or two (until he got bored and decided it served no real purpose). This time he made sure to spread his special kind of love in one post comprised of four double spaced sentences then an additional triple spaced afterthought, without much concern for capital letters or punctuation, before stumbling teary eyed out the pet flap on his way to fertilize greener pastures.
And oddly enough, that's how it ends.
