I've come to swish my cape and annoy fat people with my presence.
I would imagine someone fat, somewhere north of Newcastle is locking himself in a coal bunker and gorging himself on whatever he can find in the bins, out of abject fear.

I AM WELL, HOW ARE YOU?
( Bud Muhnquai Update your profile or fuck off, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:12, archived)

I hear he's firing blanks.
It's terrible news.
( Esme Weatherwax I swear on my tash it's daycent hash, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:14, archived)

It's probably for the best.
I mean, do we really need another one?

I'm going to have myself sterylised for the sake of mankind.
( Bud Muhnquai Update your profile or fuck off, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:15, archived)

HANG ON THOUGH.
Last I heard, his pet Troglodyte wouldn't even let him into the cavern of sorrow, lest he brought a shiny golden ring and buffet dining.
( Bud Muhnquai Update your profile or fuck off, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:17, archived)

Well, I was just contemplating why he seems to be so particularly bitter and spiteful towards an infant,
and I realised it could be jealousy. An ugly emotion. It would suit him.
( Esme Weatherwax I swear on my tash it's daycent hash, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:21, archived)

The infant was probably female.

( Bud Muhnquai Update your profile or fuck off, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:21, archived)

Ha ha.
I'm not too bad. About to get up and drink some tea whilst trying to analyse last night's dream. IT'S ALL GO HERE.
( Blue Star was working part time at the 5 and Dime, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:18, archived)

MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE.

( Bud Muhnquai Update your profile or fuck off, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:19, archived)

MOTHERFUCKING HELL YEAH.

( Blue Star was working part time at the 5 and Dime, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:24, archived)

The thing about dream analysis, right, is that it's all a load of bollocks
because, right, dreams are utterly fucking meaningless.
( Bud Muhnquai Update your profile or fuck off, Sun 7 Jun 2009, 10:24, archived)