Maybe even too okay.

These days it seems everybody's got a blog.
Perhaps they do.
Quinn does.
So he's accounted for.
Do you have a blog? Maybe you do and don't know.
You should check.
Look around.
Do you see any blogs?
You should look at Quinn's so you know what to look for.
It's over here.


Is there something like this in the room with you?
What's in the room with you?
What is it?
What's moving back there?
Oh, don't look now.
Don't even.

Love,
the dead minotaur

Hey people. Human sucker.
Gee people.


What's up people?
So Quinn's digging on this thing and he thought you'd all dig on it too and it'd just be this big orgy of digging so bring your shovels and your orgy pants on over to Mongrel Digs.
Easy, easy banzai.
Easy.

Love,
the dead minotaur

Obama's here to keep your books from floating away. It's his solemn vow.

I'm so hungry. I haven't had, like, anything. In so long.
Man.
I could just eat everything. All of it.
I really could.
I could just stretch my jaw over the horizon and swallow.
NOM NOM NOM.
I'd chew it up.
NOM NOM NOM.
Mmm!
I could go for that.
I really could.
While I eat everything, you eat a wasted state.
It's fresh.
We'll race to see who finishes first.
On three.
One.
NOM NOM NOM
NOM NOM NOM
NOM

Love,
-the dead minotaur