Nice stats... as to why that day was so busy, well, i have my theories...
Two weeks ago a phone call came in... a lady in overcome with grief over the death of her husband. She confided in me the true objectives of the pseudo-democratic puppet government to which we are enslaved.
Through smooth and savy cunning I convinced her to meet me... somewhere safe. Moonlight came down hard, like shitty diarrhea in a toilet bowl... i dragged slow on the cigarette wedged comfortably between my lips. Large boobs appeared. Right infront of me... they seem to be getting... bigger!?
"Huh-low there", I muttered at the boobs, (that where so subtle, yet so firm).
"Listen! We must hurry..."
Said the Boobs...
"... they followed me here i think!"
It wasnt long before I realized that it was the woman from the phone call, and not simply a pair of (perfectly sized) breasts. Oward! Blah blah blah...
November 14, 2005
Damn! Foiled again by the coperate controled government overmind! Locked up in a cell 9999 miles underground with 700 mutant emulator monkey creatures! But wait! I see boobs again! Yay, shes come here to save me! The door slide slowly to the side... the monkeys hollard with various sounds of the early Final Fantasy games and an occasional 1Up sound form mario.
"OMG I'm so happy to see you!" I exlaimed.
SMACK* I'm hit to the ground...
"You jerk! you should have told me you had herpes!" The boobs screamed in burning (and itching) agony.
Without warning the mutant emulator monkeys ran around in crazed delirium. Suddenly, silence. The mutant-monkeys scurry, without sound, to their computers... each of them typing away like so many japanese game programers. The monkeys had solved the rittle... they would contact there master and procede with the destruction of the world. Knowing that there master was a Emulator Guru (especially his expertise in emulator/monkey merging) the mutant emulator monkeys would register with every emulator forum on the web and post a hidden message... they found there master here, on EmuTalk... his name? tye stik.
