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Friday, September 1, 2000

Scandalous happenings on Play with yourself for money fuckhead! The man wearing what was plainly his best hat and not much else told the presenter that he just couldn't cum! And the presenter got one of the aging show girls to arrange some stout! Genius! Televisual perfection! I almost came myself! I would if I could have stopped screaming.
posted by David Gentle 9/1/2000

So! The slow ones have caught up with me! Slithering out of their ground holes like little snakes smeared with molten cheese. Bratulith is now a plastic bag. What I thought was a metamorphic cacoon is infact his new body. He says he may be back to normal in a few days. Okay then.
posted by David Gentle 9/1/2000

Tuesday, August 29, 2000

Aaaah! Bratulith has been running around the house starting fires for the past hour! I must get him out before something bad happens.
posted by David Gentle 8/29/2000

Bratulith came out of his cacoon and started making a noise like an air raid siren.
posted by David Gentle 8/29/2000

Oh no. i can't believe it! I've lost my job at MediaSlut the high end low bandwidth design consultancy with added love! The hassles of working more than 2 hours a day were beginning to get to me anyway. And I've found another job.
posted by David Gentle 8/29/2000

Sunday, August 27, 2000

There would appear to be some vermin in the road. They are chickens. I wonder what they taste like?
posted by David Gentle 8/27/2000


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