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Monday, June 19, 2006

9:19 PM - A response: 5 Reason Why you should Dig Doc (a.k.a. HK_Newbie)

Hello Folks! It's been a while. I blame work, the acquisition of a new apartment in close vicinity to all the watering holes i'll ever need, and plain old tiredness from training for the MARINE CORPS MARATHON (to be held in an ultra-secret location where only ninjas, marine snipers, and Doc can reach). I hope I don't die. Really, cause that would put a damper on my video-game playing.

1. This is one point I really can't contest. I am a drunk Irish bastard. Emphasis on the bastard.

2. Ah, the gorgeous women. As is my style, they quickly realize what a psycho I really am, and once that knowledge is gained they avoid me like some biblical plague. A biblical plague that stalks you and cries when when your big, scary male friend threatens me with severe brain trauma. Doc doesn't like brain trauma unless it's self-inflicted in a bottle.

3. What can I say? The people who claim to be my parents were hippies. They experimented with all sorts of radioactive isotopes. Their favorite was Knippletotium 234. That explains my super powoers.

4. Actually, that's not quite accurate. I never got my black belt. They sent me straight to RAINBOW COLORED BELT! IT'S FABULOUS!!!

5. Hard Gay is a close personal friend of mine. He's not really gay though, instead he uses the natural fear of "teh ghey" to annoy and embarrass and instill this emotion that hasn't been defined by any language yet...I'll call it abflag: The fear of a homosexual's writhing abdominal muscles. Together we shall conquer the EARTH. Then I'll wall him in the Roman catcombs and wish him the best of luck! In pace requiescat!

I love myself almost as much as I hate myself.

--HK_Newbie

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