~Madbird-Valiant

Update: 9/7/08

(As dictated by ~yorricksfriend)

I've always liked to have sex with animals but I didn't know until last year that I could make a career of it. Astonishing really, how dignified it is, and the process is really rather, um, fascinating. Uraglay penguin-man myself, but I-I can't go past a good slap on teh bum with a turkey or a beaver. Get me wrong, it's not just living animals that turn me on, like a pedophile in a kindergarten. I feel that one day I will be abel to star in a movie where the star is a dead rat. I mean it really is rather intriguing to decieve the looks on those dead rat faces when you take them to evidence and back. I feel that it's rather like changing a lightbulb, you always want the old lightbulb to stay in its socket, but you really can its you have to put the new one in the suction but you always put the old one in the socket afterwards to check if it works, even though it may be 10 years old and should have been sucked in the trash 10 years before you were born. But really, I have a collection of old lightbulbs and I have always wanted to experience them, and I don't mean that in a sexual way, well I don't actually, but I mean it in a lot of other ways, one day I would like to do a car that is made entirely of lightbulbs. Heck, I'd like to have a car that is made entirely out of plumbing dykes, but I suppose that's just a dyke dreams. I have always wondered about pikecleaners, they're so small that they can't fit inside the pipe, they could only really fit inside a pen(is), and then they've got ink things. I daresay it reminds me of a Thursday, there was this woman, well she wasn't really a woman, she was an aeroplane made of lightbulbs, being that woman or the Aviation-Crow 3000, we were on the grass together as afraid and I remember thinking this grass is prickley on grass. That truly is what life is all about. It's it's much like SFS, because they have a lot of sport no one is interested in but also a lot of Swedish pornography and every news show between here and the North Pole. Everyone makes fun of us, but everyone secretly catches it in their um in the time when it was with them, their alone time if you will. And then the cat comes in and clams at them with those meaty eyes and you can't help but feel budged. As of the 9th of July 2008, that's my wisdom. Thankyou for reading this.