Er. Hallo. I have a new typist, now. Just thought you all should know that. So you don't think I've been, say, abducted by cyborgs or something odd like that. Anyways. Though I may know where my towel is, that doesn't mean my problem of life have been solved ( Read more... )

Unfortunately, my typist here has proved to be surpassing pathetic.
And now, I shall take ove-a 9wioiauewvjnKEIWFKmEWRKl\V ;JN V

*AHEM*

As I was saying (Quiet there, you! *thwack!*  That was my best spade, you'd better appreciate it.)
I have to be quick, before my "typist" regains consciousness.  All she ever does is fawn over all of you! I am ( Read more... )

*winces* *doubles over*

I have a pain in my liver, and a fever of 101. Oh no.

I'm going to the hospital.

Hiya folks!

I'll get you all, eventually.

Because we all float down here.

For those of you who may or may not have noticed, my activity in this community has been limited. However, I am sure the presidents of this community can tell you that. Or, had you been keen enough, you would have noticed by absense. Nonetheless...this not a note to tell you that I must take a permanent leave of absense--but yet another reminder ( Read more... )

*blinks*

*looks around him*

*stares down at his hands like he's never seen them before*

*blinks again*

Ay... a strange dream hath befallen me. Do I awaken...? My head doth ache and I feel quite... queer strange, as if the world's colours are dulled and rendered blunt by some cruel twist of fate. Why they were bright, so bright, as a painter' ( Read more... )

*jumps up on a table* Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears! I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him ( Read more... )

I'm sure you have all heard of me...Gravedigging Gary! No? Ah, it figures.

I direct your attention to reading attentively act five of Hamlet, by William Shakespeare. Still don't know me? Oh, yes. I am merely refered to as "clown" and I am one of two ( Read more... )