Wednesday, 27 October 2010

Hello World.

As I was in the shower, singing to the mouldy curtains, I realized I felt like blogging again. I also made a promise, but a smart little elf once told me to never tell others my endeavours. Smart little elf, he was. Kill Elrond, he did. Become Santa Claus, he did.

4 comments:

Gezer said...

You know mold can cause hallucinations if inhaled, right? A cunning plan executed, Baldrick. Well, at least you can still be weird.

BTW "Santa Clause" should be spelled "Santa Claus" - unless, that is, you're signing a contract. How would you beatify a fragment?

Nik said...

Oh Prince Regent, at it again, are you? There's no 'e' there, and when Baldrick says cunning, you really ought to run. See what happens when you don't? You start hallucinating damn vowels.

Gezer said...

No, Percy, merely taking a dump in that latrine of yours you call a brain. At least now there will be something in your head. A spot of cleaning will get rid of the mold and the feces.

» sahil said...

But Elrond is alive!