YEAAAAAAYAH! I beat the boss level at the internet cafe! I’ve been here for nine hours because my apartment is a tomb. The guy next to me smells like sour milk, but I don’t care. We are brothers in arms! We are gamers! We are pathetic! *weeps manly tears* I ate three bowls of ramen and the shop owner just stared at me with profound pity. I absorb your pity! I am fueled by it! W00t! Go carbohydrates! I feel your love in me!
Save…..me….from….heeeerrrre! AHHHHHH! I’m stuck in traffic! And it’s fucking hard to post to your blog from your fucking, piece of shit cell phone! Get me to the airport, damn airport van! DAMN AIRPORT VAN! *ahem* So, how are you doing? HAH! I almost wrote “dong” stead of “doing”. Biga Bosso screamed at me for an hour because my margins were “too aggressive”. I am going to eat his soul. I will eat it with a side of ramen!
I’m back, baby! I’m back, you love it! *snicker* I gots me brand new domains, all new, all clean, all nice, nice? It’s too new to even have pubes yet, so cute *pets it*, soon it will have man root. curly man root. Don’t contradict me! *smack!* Oh, baby, I’m sorry. I’m sitting in my apartment and there is NO HEAT. Why do I live in a box? Tell him to stop! Tell GOD to stop! I’m freezing my gorgeous 1950s-styled ass off. W00T!