Oops. The post earlier today is gonna get me in trouble.
Did I really say that out loud? How I sell your email addresses? Oh well. You can deal with it. Look, if some marketers came up to you and offered you a hundred bucks per email address you get, heck, you would do it too!
I've only sold four email addresses so far, so I've only got four hundred bucks. I'm planning on using the money to buy nukes so I can nuke your hometown *COUGH COUGH AHACK AHEM* I mean give to my favorite charity.
The marketers I sold email addresses to are called 'WeEsStooPiddle Inc.' WeEsStooPiddle Inc is an interesting group to meet with, since they consist of four persons who all periodically smell their armpits.
Their leader, a talking gluestick named Stapler, likes to play professional curling and clog.
Their second-in-command, George, a hairy hobo with a beard that trails all the way down to her knees, likes pizza and scaring little kids.
Their third is a Dwarf named Fimlu, who doesn't speak english, but communicates through a series of clicks and clacks that he makes by smashing two cocnuts together. As far as I can tell, no one knows what he's saying anywhy.
The last member is an invisible, deaf, and dumb dude named Sir Fizzlehoinkmenterman that Stapler likes talking to. George claims he's imaginary, but he must exist, since Stapler is the most sane person I've ever met. Just yesterday, while I was getting my four hundredth dollar, Stapler yelled, "LOOK OUT! A buggerbusser!" and threw himself and my right ear. After getting his glue part stuck to it, I decided that he must have actually seen whatever he was talking about, since George then yelled, "THOSE DON'T EXIST!" Since she doesn't believe in Sir FIzzlehoinkmenterman either, that confirms the Buggerbusser's existance, too.
They live in Atlantis, so whenever they want to see me, I sneak past Gregory and wait for them to come over the side of the boat. They always know where I am, which is a little freaky, but hey, when you're working for marketers, that's what you need to deal with.
So I gotta go now. Bye.
Olaf the BAAAAALD!
HAHAHAHAHA!
I was just kidding! WeEsStooPiddle Inc doesn't exist! I made them up so you would forget I sold your email addresses! HAHAHAHA!
Unless you came all the way down here and read this part...
Then you KNOW...
Olaf the BAAAAALD!
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Know what?
You know that I made up WeEsStooPiddle.
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