The stench permeated the entire cave. There

The stench permeated the entire cave. There was no mistaking it, we had reached the lair of evil incarnate, death given mortal form -- B'chugerroth, lawgiver and master of the void
Knowing we could not hope to win a battle against such a malevolent entity, we decided to willingly become slaves of the all powerful Baron of Beleaguerment -- B'chugerroth.
B'chugerroth, or B'chuck as we like to call him commanded that we help him enslave the modern masses. So we printed T-shirts with "I'm a slave for B'chuck" and opened a booth at
a Lady Foot Locker. We put on our B'chuggeroth shirts and chanted "He can't be beaten, you'll get eaten!" and "Join B'chuck or else you're
fucked." We marched in a solid line proudly displaying our t-shirts. Shoppers gave us funny looks, but we knew the Old Ones would deal with them shortly. It was only a matter of
how soon and how bloody it would be. I would brown nose those fuckers for as long as I lived. They not only represent a vastly superior evolutionary track, but they are also really
clean back there so it's not too much of an inconvenience. Social skills aside, I soon found myself ingratiated with the local government representatives and thought I might be on
pot. My eyes were red. I was overeating. I felt out of it. I repeated myself a lot. I kept forgetting if I had already told this story. Then I realized, I am not on weed, I'm old
I repeated myself a lot. I kept forgetting if I had already told this story. I repeated myself a lot. I kept forgetting if I had already told this story. Who are you people, where
do you come from? Have I told this before? well screw it. I finish, here, NOW! Goodnight my fellow Parisians.

Started: 2011-04-24 02:11:22
Finished: 2011-10-24 12:33:56

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