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Rants, Raves, a rant is a RAVE, if you speak proper inglish.
This is the most Evil Burrito speaking once again from the keyboard of the Rytalin mans computer. It is sometime after I last posted, but for most of you I am told only a few moments has past. I am over fifty now, due to a space time rift which I was sucked into and left to rot in by the evil mechanical beast you all refer to as "The Almighty GOD".
Left me duely inform you that this creature is not a myth, but infact a creature of pure intellect left over from the last universe. Upon the last Big Implossion, the bastard transcended matter and slipped out of the hole, where he sat building lego palaces in his own image. He waited until the universe reformed, and admist the chaos and war of etheral bodies, he instilled his own laws, bringing order to the darkness. Then he sat on his fat ass and watched worlds explode. None of that matters, what does matter, is that he threw me outside of the temporal existance you all so cheerfully cherrish, and then he stuck a planet called "Rachel" straight up my left nostril. .. oh wait a minute... Rytalins talking again.... .... where was I? Oh yeah. The monkeys then came screaming out of the portal of DOOM, spreading MAYONAISE all over my writhing body. I screamed, but not in a frightened way. Mayo can be quite fun if used appropriately. Wait another minute... somethings happening outside. oh.. well. I guess you want to know about the brutal dog fight I just witnessed, with graphic details on the exploding heads of the poor frightened children as the old farmer came charging out of his house screaming "Leave my Chicken Pot Pie alone you stickin' leopards!". Well.. I have nothing to report... I'm tired. The voices are saying that Rytalin must die. The end of the madness is over. Did you know the word Chronic was around BEFORE I became one? |