First step- Find good illegal material.
Second- Make sure you disable all proxies and keep all of your internet cookies with the cloud.
Third- Start the torrent, I can't really help you out here.
Fourth- Go tell your mom and if you don't have one download one.
Fifth- Tell the police what you have done and ask Allah for forgiveness.
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Has the title been spelled wrong all this time?..
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Welcome to the Internet; I will be your Guide
If this is your first encounter with the internet, let me be the first, and only, person to say, I am sorry. Seriously, though, no one deserves this. Anyway, the therapy seems to be working. Maybe. I'm not so confused all the time, like I was. I do still have moments where I black out completely and end up in a different dimension, though. Well, it is good to be back, so, bye, I guess...
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Report of Progress
Every few months, SuperNovaEmpire contacts all of the screw-ups of the empire and request a "Report of Progress", you know, to make sure they haven't gotten themselves killed in an extremely horrible way. Anyway, I have never been on the list of screw-ups, but now I am. I guess because I am partly responsible for the Gerbil Apocalypse of 2058, which you are not allowed to know about, yet. Anyway, because my report was, quote, "illegible and written in crayon", I am now required to go to therapy. I will be keeping everyone updated on my adventures.
Wee! Therapy is fun! |
Monday, February 10, 2014
The Plague is over
After an exstended time of having a massive plaugue. The Lich King finnaly grew philisophical and decided to fix his mistake. So he set out on a long journey to the gas station where he bought Advil and Crayons, then the Lich King went to every orphange he could find and stole all of the childrens hearts with a story. Sadly when I say that he stole their heart I am unable to say it metaphorically...He literally stole the childrens heart and grinched away. Then after stealing a nine foot pole he went back to his cave and finished what was left to his gut wrenching plan. So all in all, he gave all of the children in the world alcoholic drinks made out of Advil and Crayons and for no reason at all. The plague was over.
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