ALL NEW CHAPTERS!
Some guy told me once i should write a book, but who would read my book? It would go a little something like...
CHAPTER 1 by Bam
And so this working I'm not so sure about, but to all the people that supported the initiative, I salute you for your bravery and constant, amazing endurance throughout the entire length of my campaign against evil and other things I don't like.
However, there is something I have neglected to tell you all, I'm the bad guy and, well, you've all just been screwed. Igor, take them out.
Haaaaaahahahahahaha, now you're all dead.
CHAPTER 2 by Bam
All the strangers passing through just don't make any sense, when surreality sleeps in these troubled times and the politicians run naked and free through their constituencies then I grow concerned for the survival of my pyjamas and the whole species in general.
You see, if I killed 90% of them, there'd still be the same number.
They'd just be mostly dead, that's all
CHAPTER 3 by Bam
When I look to the stars all I see are little white dots far aways, on a black cloud, ever further away. Our great life-giving sun is a star, so maybe they're not so far away after all.
Does that mean the black cloud is closer than we think too?
I am that black cloud behind our sun, waiting, waiting till the end to take you over.
CHAPTER 4 by Bam
He thinks he's some sort of big shot because he has black clothes and 'outrageaous' hair. He thinks he has reinvented the species, broken the mould, he's a step up the evolutionary ladder.
He couldn't be more wrong.
He'll be dead in 1 minute.
CHAPTER 5 by Shev
People I'v never met walk by pouring their lives towards my meeting them, like they'd be offended because I don't remember them, like they'd do something to me if I don't recognise them, like it matters.
I'm not so good with names, faces, dates, numbers....anything.
I have a bad memory and you weren't that striking ok?
CHAPTER 6 by Bam
So you think you're funny huh? well here's a little story about funny people and the mess they're funniness gets them into.
British Joe, a soldier in World War 2, was captured in the trenches.
He was so fucking funny, the Germans shot him in the head. HA!
CHAPTER 7 by Tonhee
This website is shit. (Editorial Note : Thanks Tonhee, whoever the fuck you are)
CHAPTER 8 by Shev
When I was asked to accept the award of course I was delighted, but I was also a bit nervous, you know, in case I fell on stage or something, I had recurring nightmares where I dropped the thing on the ground and it shattered.
But of course it didn't shatter!
It fell, rolled, took out everyone in the front row, my mom, my dad, I'd like to thank my manager, my agent and everyone for making this possible.
CHAPTER 9 by Shev
I read somewhere that post modern meant 'being strange for the sake of being strange' and well, it struck a chord, for if post modernism is people being being strange just for the sake of it...
...then what's the whole deal?
Surely it has to have some reason behind it? Is it you?
CHAPTER 10 by MarianneDeander
This whole white on black thing is very nice, very dark, but bright, very heavy, but light, very nice, but shite.
Hehehehehe (Editorial Note : A smiley emoticon has been censored due to strict emoticon rules)
See I'm using the Irish language already! Shite. Arse. Feic.
CHAPTER 11 by God Himselff
When early map makers made the first maps they didn't really know what they were doing, but then they didn't have satelites, GPS, or much at all...
...they didn't have computers even, so don't read on because...
...here be dragons.
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