Aug 17, 2009 23:19
The Eye recalls:
He is late.
He is a junior member of the Villains club here.
His senior wishes Skittles.
He finds no Skittles.
He is humiliated.
They ostracize him.
Years pass.
He has grown bitter.
He has grown powerful.
His hatred and loneliness give him the motivation to become a mighty person.
He despises all of humanity.
He rules over a wasteland, all life other than himself extinguished from this world.
I tell Thomas to get the M&Ms instead.
Ryan's Blog:
WTF!
I've got this odd terror of Skittles now. I Fsking luv Skittles, now I can't eat the damn things without feeling like I'm imperiling the whole damn world or some @#$%.
@#$% I need another drink. I need to stop playing with that piece of @#$% we picked up back when. Time to put the mind expanders away, before they put me away. I need a smoke.
erich tries his hand a fiction!,
egads