Thursday, August 6, 2009

Welly welly welly welly well, my droogs.

I am at the Korova milkbar, drinking milkplus. Milkplus drencromme, milkplus synthmesc.

Getting a pain in the gulliver real horrorshow. Just so I would be up for some of the old ultra-violence.

Your humble narrator is not what you, my loyal audience thinks. None of thou knowest mine self. Mine ego. No!

What thou dost knowest is an image real horrorshow. And none of thine own puny brains can fathom me, or the devotchkas' pussies.

I, myself, is an idea. And ideas are bulletproof.

I exist only as a projection of thine minds.

Ohhhh, pain in me gulliver. Need me some sleep.