ADAM
No One You Know
Hola, Adam!
Mmmm...I fear the devastation that would be caused by unleashing weaponized Moz virus on, say NYC. Couldn't you just target those directly responsible for depriving you of your beauty sleep?
"I say we take off and nuke the entire site from orbit. It's the only way to be sure." — Lt. Ripley
I'm thinking about something a little more Jonestown. I could infuse a few truckloads of beer with it and offer free beer, but, really... that would only take out N__z and the cheap (insert your own stereotype)man that would foolishly take to the rancid tap after she was pried off.
I must consult with Jambi, as Pats is just screaming "Let them die!" over and over. (Yes, that's how sad the Gay League of Evil Entities Club is. Everyone wants to be lovable like that vile, brown-nosing Ellen.) Give me Uncle Arthur and Waylon Flowers and Madame any day.
Come to think of it... everyone knows that my love for Morrissey knows no bounds (except for where lady-parts might begin) but I think even Oscar Wilde (Himself!) would be disappointed in Morrissey. Did he have any pithy sayings about never standing up a crowd of idiots who have paid to adore oneself as much as one already does; and what of Scottish lads who would go gay for ya?
While I'm on the going gay for Morrissey thing... am I the only one who gets a bit of a creepy date-rape vibe from "It's Not Your Birthday Anymore"? ("It cannot be given, and so it must be taken..." blahblahblah "on the floor...") I suspect a young lad from Scotland had better be careful who he invites to his next birthday sleepover.
See... this is how I end up writing plots for Family Guy without even knowing it.
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