Nigel, There's Something Chasing Me.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Did I killed thread?   

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Sometimes the Beast wears clothes that cost more than you do.

[Roaring Biscuit!]

Its a funny beast you see, it looks like a man, and he's always smiling, but his face is made of cogs and gears, and his heart is clockwork, and he ticks away at the back of your mind, counting down the seconds till his grin gets wider, and the tick-tock of his bodyclock speeds up.  And he crushes you underfoot.

He's the one that makes you rush to work, he controls the cogs tied to your wrist, and he controls the cogs tied to your house.  He even controls the the electric cogs in your alarm clock.  And he makes all those funny numbers and shapes mean something.  He dreams that those numbers are important, because he controls the numbers, and we are all trapped in his dream, so we have to believe the are important too.  Otherwise we get chewed up by that infernal machine, spat out and forgotten.

That clockwork man has a heart of gold, and not in the metaphorical sense.  He needs money like we need oxygen, and he'll take your money, and he will own you.  You will only ever hear the tick-tock, you might even pretend that its music.  When he ownes you all you will feel is the steady wheeze of his machinery, and every "ordinary" moment will be tainted by his stale metallic breath. 

Then you will know, its not the people or the places... 

It's the fresh air you'll miss the most.

[.]

Did I killed thread?   

No, i just couldn't come up with anything in response that seemed worthy enough. Fantastic job on it though. Its a shame that people have to go through that but it makes us the people we are now. Sure we have the scars from it that no one sees until they cross a line. I'm truly sorry for your bad experiences. But you're a great person as a result.

[KopyKat253]

where would we be with out the beast?

[The Good Reverend Roger]

where would we be with out the beast?

Okay, I'm done with the psycho letters until the more fucked up noobs either leave or settle down.

[President Television]

where would we be with out the beast?

I don't know. Maybe we'd be happy. Do you remember what it feels like to be happy?

[.]

where would we be with out the beast?

Okay, I'm done with the psycho letters until the more fucked up noobs either leave or settle down.

This guy just doesn't get it. Another fail. I say we strike.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

where would we be with out the beast?

Okay, I'm done with the psycho letters until the more fucked up noobs either leave or settle down.

This guy just doesn't get it. Another fail. I say we strike.

If it was just him, we could kill him and get on with things.  But it's like there's some horrible tidal wave of idiocy the last couple of weeks.

[.]

where would we be with out the beast?

Okay, I'm done with the psycho letters until the more fucked up noobs either leave or settle down.

This guy just doesn't get it. Another fail. I say we strike.

If it was just him, we could kill him and get on with things.  But it's like there's some horrible tidal wave of idiocy the last couple of weeks.

Its the weather change and snowbirds. They seem to bring a whole carpet bag of morons with them.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

where would we be with out the beast?

Okay, I'm done with the psycho letters until the more fucked up noobs either leave or settle down.

This guy just doesn't get it. Another fail. I say we strike.

If it was just him, we could kill him and get on with things.  But it's like there's some horrible tidal wave of idiocy the last couple of weeks.

Its the weather change and snowbirds. They seem to bring a whole carpet bag of morons with them.

I suppose it is getting too cold for the little bastards to play in traffic.

[.]

where would we be with out the beast?

Okay, I'm done with the psycho letters until the more fucked up noobs either leave or settle down.

This guy just doesn't get it. Another fail. I say we strike.

If it was just him, we could kill him and get on with things.  But it's like there's some horrible tidal wave of idiocy the last couple of weeks.

Its the weather change and snowbirds. They seem to bring a whole carpet bag of morons with them.

I suppose it is getting too cold for the little bastards to play in traffic.

Unfortunately.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Thanks, Nivek.

And yeah, writers' strike until the twit brigade either figures it out or fucks off.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Thanks, Nivek.

And yeah, writers' strike until the twit brigade either figures it out or fucks off.

Down with it.

[Dysfunctional Cunt]

Thanks, Nivek.

And yeah, writers' strike until the twit brigade either figures it out or fucks off.

Down with it.

Are we serious?