The Simpsons and Seinfeld are the best shows of all time!
My name is... well.... lets just call me D.M. Golby..... no no wait... scratch that, lets call me Dylan G. Where do I start... Steve, why Steve why?? Why cannot you spell, why? Ok, first off, I love my shotgun, I love my computer, and I love my fish girlfriend. I love the way Greena speaks so honest and negro-istic. He's my homie. I miss my old friend Legoman, I want to stroke his mono-brow, just once, I wanna touch it. Its beautiful.... and angular, and if Legoman was a gas, he'd be inert. Did I mention Kira, my ex-girlfriend, and tormentor... of my sick...sick twisted pycho brain. If only I could take Daniel McLeod's place in that noose on that tree. WHY? WHY WONT YOU ALL LET ME DIE! Anyways, back to Kira. I wont to see her, I want to touch her, I i want to hold her in my arms, closely, around the neck region, firmly, so so firmly, like a little guuuurrrrlll. Then kill her. Possibly with my weapon of choice, a long double-barrel shotgun. Touch my monkey!! Touch it! Dont leave him hanging! Like Daniel McLeod. Im so jealous, his agony, it must have been gorgeous. I love pain, I LOVE QUAKE!! I love my brothers sporophyte's, ALL OF THEM! I love the way children sound, when they sleep. It feels so good to get all this off my shoulders. I think about Kira everyday, I want to micturate with her. Once a strangeled her, another time I slapped her for no reason. The Matrix is good. I like threatening poeple around me, who care for me, with suicide. I have told many I will kill myself, but really i'm to much of a pussy to do it. Not like anyone would care, except my fish girlfriend. Here fishy fishy fishy... Her and her ferruginous ways are really starting to get on my nerves. Just writing this, I have orgasmed three times. Now I will pause for a moment, to brush my long beautiful golden hair. Arrrr, thats better. I pray for and end to my life. I quite enjoy watching Will & Grace. Once, I fantasized about another man. BUT JUST ONCE OK? I have recently build a small shrine to my love Kira, the fish didn't approve of this, so I slapped her, and locked her up again. She needs to respect me, and to love me, and to do something about that fishy odour she gives off. As i sit here writing this I am stroking my shotgun. I have to go now. One day I will leave this world, one day soon. In closing, fuck you Kira! Fuck you daddy for leaving me! And fuck you Leggoman.. I stole your bitch!!!!!