Sunday, October 12, 2008

Zogging a Bline, an Important First Step

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This is exactly what you thought. Bline Zogazine, a hybrid, super-sexual, electronic, analog, gender-bending, trash eating, machine created for consumption by sumptuous Beasts of Burden like yourself. We here, in the office, think you,re magnificent. We,re working on it. Have you ever heard of figgzed gearz? Have you ever heard of trying to look like you don,t try? We,re working on you. I, personally, think of you as both bold and italic. You amaze me every single day.

You know that one song The Dream did that I like? Here it is.

Right next to me, he,s working on the other part, right next to me he is. We,re doing it better than other hip kids. It,s not hip to know you,re a hipster. We know better. He really is using a 1950s era styled typing writer. When he writes, it sounds like this one cop rushing onto a highschool playground because there is a huge gang fight. But the cop is scared so he just starts shooting. And he shoots this girl that got stabbed in the throat by one of the other gang,s guys. And all the girls around her are puking because it,s so messed up to see something like that when you,re in tenth grade. But this cop just keeps shooting the stabbed-in-the-throat-girl and her puking friends because he thinks they,re bent over grabbing weapons (they,re just bent over because it hurts to puke so much in one day). So the cop grabs the stabbed girl and is dragging her to his car to take her to jail, but she,s super dead so she can,t walk or anything. He just keeps yelling, "Quit resisting!" Her friends that were puking keep yelling back, "She,s already dead, she,s not resisting." That cop is just shooting her in the head over and over and it,s in slow motion and he keeps shooting that same spot on the top of her head and her friends are still screaming and puking and crying. That cop won,t stop shooting though. And that is exactly what it sounds like when he,s typing.

This could be the start of a super-sexual relationship. Fingers crossed.

Love,

Supreme Working Author C.E.O. Curator Captain Owner


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