I would write something here, but frankly i'm too tired and i'm too scared that the creepy kids from that book and film that this cracking wee site is named after will see what we're doing and send me to live in a tiny 2 foot tall cell with JFK and Jimmy Hoffa mining a spice mine on kessel with OJ Simpson as our evil whip brandishing overseer. And the mine is run by an ancient jewish monetary group who are in cahoots with Aliens to abduct private citizens, make fluride in our drinking water carcinogenic, make UKIP the major party of the UK with Robert Kilroy-Silk as our Glorious leader. If i refuse, i'll be sent back in time to die on the Titanic which wasn't really the titanic anyway because it was insurance fraud gone wrong by White Star Line Shipping Co. I know this is true, because why would anyone make up such a convoluted and crazy tale?!
Um, yeh. So the guy who made this blog and insists we keep our identities secret like some sort of Pseudo-Vs for Vendettassssss wants me to write stuff on here for the benefit of anyone looking at it, which will probably consist of mostly middle age conservative voters who were only searching google for Middlesex Herald.
Anyway, watch this space, hope to get some reviews of various things up soon, i'm only messing with you, i'm not that deranged.
Well, maybe just a little.
-PP
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