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dear_mun2012-08-25 11:50 am
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ATTENTION SCAMPERING MAGGOT-INFESTED HUMAN TYPE.
You. Scum. New Scum, or New New Scum, or whatever it is you want to be called.
Yeah. YOU. With the mosquito attention span and penchant for psychos. People I know would eat your face and dance in your leavings for pulling this kind of skullduggery and never think twice. And then skullfuck you and sell your lungs on the black market for good measure and not necessarily in that order. You honestly think you can handle this? On top of everything else? Because if you abandon me AGAIN. I won't be coming back, not for all the monkey brains and caffeine pills and sheer, raw STIMULANT in this great big multiverse of ours. Not for all the news stories, no matter HOW titillating or potentially gut-wrenching.
You know it's going to be work. Constant, never-ending if you're serious about that boat and don't get me wrong; it sounds like a veritable trove of the sane. Truly. I've already got some ideas on how to shake things up. But with everybody else you got there, and you KNOW I'll have to have my fingers all over it.
So many people there, so many vacuous souls and expressions in need of a good talk with the ol' chair leg. My fingers are itching already; no D-lists, no fluffy cuddly Spider, no CASTRATION to keep the masses happy. Clean slate, permission to say whatever I want and who knows. Maybe this group will actually listen, if they're really from somewhere else. Somewhere...shinier. Less content to be slaves to the silver screen. Maybe a blackboard with a rotating feed and it's so OLD-FASHIONED but sometimes you just have to make do. I would scribble the stories out on the wall with my own blood if I had to, you know that. The point here is, I WANT to do this. I want to help you, really I do. But just get your shit in line first.
Ducks. Rows. You know the drill.
Best of luck to you, and in the immortal words of our sponsors, "nut up or shut up".
- Spider
Yeah. YOU. With the mosquito attention span and penchant for psychos. People I know would eat your face and dance in your leavings for pulling this kind of skullduggery and never think twice. And then skullfuck you and sell your lungs on the black market for good measure and not necessarily in that order. You honestly think you can handle this? On top of everything else? Because if you abandon me AGAIN. I won't be coming back, not for all the monkey brains and caffeine pills and sheer, raw STIMULANT in this great big multiverse of ours. Not for all the news stories, no matter HOW titillating or potentially gut-wrenching.
You know it's going to be work. Constant, never-ending if you're serious about that boat and don't get me wrong; it sounds like a veritable trove of the sane. Truly. I've already got some ideas on how to shake things up. But with everybody else you got there, and you KNOW I'll have to have my fingers all over it.
So many people there, so many vacuous souls and expressions in need of a good talk with the ol' chair leg. My fingers are itching already; no D-lists, no fluffy cuddly Spider, no CASTRATION to keep the masses happy. Clean slate, permission to say whatever I want and who knows. Maybe this group will actually listen, if they're really from somewhere else. Somewhere...shinier. Less content to be slaves to the silver screen. Maybe a blackboard with a rotating feed and it's so OLD-FASHIONED but sometimes you just have to make do. I would scribble the stories out on the wall with my own blood if I had to, you know that. The point here is, I WANT to do this. I want to help you, really I do. But just get your shit in line first.
Ducks. Rows. You know the drill.
Best of luck to you, and in the immortal words of our sponsors, "nut up or shut up".
- Spider