I’m a Dead, Big Fat Wuss

 Filed under: General — @ Sep 1st, 2007

I'm going to kill you

So a friend of mine came over today and messed with my doll. The one that’s already going to kill me. As you can see in the above photo, she’s made it even worse than it was before. I think the look of the doll is worse, but now it’s probably really pissed off because she shoved its eyes back in all dumb.

I’m home alone tonight and have been merrily wasting away the evening watching ATHF and reading The Blind Watchmaker. Every time I go out to the kitchen, it looks like the doll has rotated more in the direction of my bedroom than it was previously. It probably doesn’t help my imagination to do all the crazy distortion that I did in the above photo. Then again, if I were a doll, I think i’d like to look as punk rock as possible, and you have to admit: that picture is pretty punk rock. I’m mean: for sheez dawg! It even looks like there’s blood (or perhaps ketchup) coming out of it’s mouth!

As I type this, it’s approximately 00:33. There is no one else in the house besides me. If I’m dead tomorrow, stay the heck away from this doll, unless you too want to become another statistic of the mummy’s curse! It’s what killed Clarence Darrow, and it’ll get you too!

On a different note, here’s a fun website you should visit.

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