Devious Journal Entry
AngstyTruth be told, it's been almost a year since I wandered this particular spot of the tubes.
Well, sorry to say, I've got a job and it's keeping me busy.
Rather annoyingly, I spend all my time selling cameras now, as opposed to using them.
Such is the way of the world.
Hopefully, once I'm not running the place by myself, I might have some spare time to do something arty.
Hope ya'll keeping well.
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Now 20% more alive.
"OH GOD," screamed Astley, his hands over his ears, "I really am THAT terrible!"
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Pwnd.
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You kids get off my lawn!
"We do not discriminate on the basis of physical handicap. "
-The Ku Klux Klan's Official Website
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Well, there's only two things you can do in a black out. Get drunk.
...one thing to do in a black out.
Thank you.
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You kids get off my lawn!
"We do not discriminate on the basis of physical handicap. "
-The Ku Klux Klan's Official Website
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Moved.
So it's like this. It was in my house. Except it spoke with the voice of Jackson-film-Gollum and had several of his mannerisms and such. And he wanted us to cook him - not cook him DINNER, but to boil him alive in giant pot as some sort of ritual, but he had VERY. PRECISE. INSTRUCTIONS about how he was to be cooked, involving "NO SUGAAAAAR!" and we had to whack the pot with dried spaghetti noodles and hogtie him in a very specific way with particular ropes, and then boil him. ._. But of course me and my mom had this PLOT as to how we were going to SABOTAGE the boiling ritual, so we of course added sugar and it made him like, shrivel up in the pot like some totally messed-up alien corpse or something, like ET when he was really sick right before the CIA men in the suits came to get him? Yeah. Kinda like that. Bizarre, shriveled little tied-up ashy-white thing in a giant pot on our stove. D:
Damn, how I LOVE my freakish dreams, even when they scare the hell out of me. Or they SHOULD. For some reason I just found this all HI-LARIOUS, when by all rights I should've been, like. Pants-peeing-ly terrified.
Anyway...
TL;DR = GET THE HELL OUT OF MY DREAMS. D: Ye scary, scary, sexy man.
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... And while you're at it, keep the nightlight on inside the birdhouse in your soul.
FAQ #666: Does Complaints have a chat room?
You bet your sweet bippy! #TheComplaintsTavern
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Well, there's only two things you can do in a black out. Get drunk.
...one thing to do in a black out.
I'm thinking of forming a support club for all who've been brainscarred by its awesomeness. :B
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... And while you're at it, keep the nightlight on inside the birdhouse in your soul.
FAQ #666: Does Complaints have a chat room?
You bet your sweet bippy! #TheComplaintsTavern
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Well, there's only two things you can do in a black out. Get drunk.
...one thing to do in a black out.
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