Front Page Gossip: Seth "Terrorsaurus" Knisley Is Fired For Spreading Rumors
This past Sunday, front page "talent", Terrorsaurus, spread false rumors about my recent firing due to the fact that I hate my parents. While it is true that I hate my parents because they won't let me watch my anime and practice with my katana in the front yard, I was not let go of my position as a writer. This untrue rumor has caused millions of concerned fans to email me in distress over my leaving SA, filling up my inbox and causing me emotional distress that is equal to an assault charge. On the contrary, my sources have just told me that Seth Knisley was found loitering the the women's undergarment section at Sears, causing the Internet regulatory commission to look into dismissing him on grounds of perversion and treason. First Tom DeLay gets what's coming to him, and now that fatcat Knisley. My faith in the American justice system is growing each day.
Bonus rumor: Dr. David Thorpe was found murdered in his apartment this morning. So far the only suspect is me, for Thorpe putting OLIVER ONIONS in my head after using the site as his ALOD on Tuesday. All day. All night. My life is a nightmare.
A lot of people wrote me asking for part II of this series, since I promised it last week. By "a lot of people" I mean "nobody". But really, it seemed that all the fan emails came from South Africa for some odd reason, and I've been told that Shirley has a cult following there. I wonder if they'll let me play Sun City?
The Amazonians value combat prowess and purity of spirit. By wrestling half naked, they pay homage to both virtues by displaying their battle-forged bodies while preserving as much modesty as their society deems necessary. The gelatin in which they wrestle is symbolic of the fluid nature of battle, a concept the Amazonians call ‘akgor-gra.’
Pros: Much more comfortable than my last toilet seat, which was a transparent resin with seashells embedded inside. The outer layer wore off from friction, exposing the sharp jagged edges of the seashells, which were constantly scrapping my backside and causing major cuts and open sores.
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