The Deadly Grell is now singing gently to me.

[DrWeird]

It's Ave Maria, and he's a dead ringer for Luther Vandross.

If you didn't catch last nights thread, he's stalking me. After driving slowly back and forth in front of my house in his hoopty for six hours, he levitated to the top of my roof to feast on the family of racoons that live under my rafters.

I know what he's trying to do. He's trying to lure me out of the house so he can pop open my skull like a pimple and suck out my delicious brains.

Not today he's not. Taking a page from Greek mythology, I've poured searing hot wax down my ear canals. The bad news is, I've now permanently damaged my hearing, so you'll have to type louder if you expect me to hear you. The good news is: my left ear now smells like lemon chiffon, and while my right ear smells a somewhat unpleasant citronella, it now repels insects.

And Coach Landry told me to Sanskrit because Greek Mythology wasn't good for shit. I should give him a call, see how his season's doing.

Anywho, the Creature from Dimension Umlaut is still out there plotting against me. I'll keep you posted.

[jukes]

1. EEEEXXX!!!!!

he reminds me of the subconscious image of my father!

[DrWeird]

2. WHAT?!

NO! I REALLY WOULDN'T CARE FOR SOME COTTON MATHER!