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Date Posted: 00:15:02 11/11/06 Sat
Author: Mike
Subject: LOKI!!
In reply to: ~Loki 's message, "*Stops Drops and Rolls*" on 01:27:26 11/07/06 Tue

Hey doody dooder McDoodalot!

You're totally right, Mr Pinkerton, I have forsaken the cheese. I now live on mung beans, rice and tasty nutritious air. Yum! Sometimes I eat grass, but fear the cowboy disease. Nyuk nyuk nyuk... That's almost all bollocks. Yeah, I'm vegan though. Monkeys worship satan... Vile ingenious fuckers.

So anyway, I was walking down the street and found a picture of you half buried in mud... The picture... Not you IN the picture. I stole it and took it home. I talk to it nightly and occasionally it talks back, giving me nuggets of wisdom to enlarge my brain. Occasionally I let it watch me masturbate or do my girlfriend. I think the slow brain enlarging is cunning plan to kill me. The pressure will build up and my head will pop. For now, I will go along with it so I don't arouse the pictures suspicions. It already assumes I think it's fat.

So... Work like an office boss monkey, come home (driving myself now at top speeds and loud music banging away), play with the missis, sleep, wake up, cry, repeat.

My band just fell apart so the drummer could go travelling. I htink I want to make weird creepy techno/industrial with death growls and weird poetry over the top but I have no knowledge on making music with PC's.

I hardly see anyone anymore, aven't drunk in ages, so depressed sometimes that the top of te multi-storey looks like a nice springboard to do a triple madzooka flippy mctwistuck off of on the way out. Seeing my girl makes me happy. But that equals about 3 in each 24 hours. I check my Myspace quite a lot now but all the excitement goes when there's no messages or replies to things I've sent.

I want an adventure... I want some fun. I didn't realise howo much that band WAS my social life and adventure. Now it's gone. God, I'm pathetic. *click. BANG. Thud*

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