I understand that you people have, apparently, developed lives over these years. Well, though I respect you as my home audiense members, I respectfully request that you immediately lose these lives and start reading my blog you fagolis. I am getting sick and tired of staging imaginary board meetings composed of imaginary boad members in my sleep and finding that the imaginary numbers are in for this imaginary quarter and finding out that we're, my imaginary company that imaginarily runs my blog, is down two imaginary points goddamit! So start reading, start commenting and start fluffing my ego you selfish bastards! As a great man once said, "It's Christmas tomorrow, so let me get my 2 cracks and go up on the roof and get on my shit"--Woodrow the base head
So, give me your crack

So it seems that I've finally cured AIDS. It took me a little longer than I originally expected, but in the end, I have to admit it, it was pretty easy. All I did was recalabrate the coagulated mishugana... All right! I admit it! I didn't cure anything! I was pretty close to getting a strain of reanimated bubonic plague, but I just ended up creating this fourteen-headed velociraptor. Oh well, I'll just take a shit and sell it as the cure anyway. Because you're all idiots. God damn idiots.


Fuck off already!