Reply #56: I AM BLARCH

[WilliamPitt]

"Hear me suck...but hear me suck in a really pedestrian way...I mean, like, hear me suck as if I actually need to suck on purpose (because I lost a bet or something), so basically my sucking is going to be all forced and fake and pretend-y (kinda like when I try to rassle etc., oddly enough, but nevermind), but I'm trying to be an artist, so my Suck-On-Paper flail-o-paintings will inspire all sorts of avante-garde comparisons to nothing worth knowing, but it'll make me think I'm actually worth a tin shit for a sunset maybe, which will stall my art because success is doom and failure, odd but true, and never mind that I never actually succeeded...so weirdly enough, my sucking is also going to suck in a weird and potentially stinky secondary fashion, and since my sucking is going to be sucking into itself like a collapsing star, it will smell like burning wires or maybe the burrito I borrowed $2 to buy and am now recklessly farting out all around, but it'll smell to be sure, but since my suckage is really going to suck quite a bit because my suckage is something that really sucks, everything else comes to mean nothing at all, really, because I am Blarch and I suck, so all I can tell you is this is the best I can do...and yeah, it sucks. Contain your shock." - Blarch

Hey...don't blame me. Someone named this brute "Blarch."

*sigh*

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