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Who on Earth is Blind Mist?
Then again, a lot of my SodaHead days were on LSD, so... I guess... Happy birthday? Oh, right, sorry... It needs a bloody exclamation mark as well. Happy birthday?!
I want more naked ladies driving Lamborghinis on fire, asking me to join their sinful circle of hell as a mascot... I want free beer for everyone, curious acts of sexual nature, rock'n'roll, LSD, South Park reruns and horny magpies flying in patterns previously unknown to biology teachers, who run at my wish, as my biology teacher whistle is designed by the top dogs of the whistle industry. I want to be put to death by a live alien symphony orchestra and eat pudding, while all of you watch me doing it.
I want madness to be the new norm and Norm to become Norma, before ascending and descending as the only sentient elevator this way inside of the outside of middle gentlemen's region of The Heart of Gold. And I want to park my mammoth in your driveway! Also, take me down to the Paradise City, where the grass is green and girls are pretty. Here, have the head of Alfredo Garcia.
I was formally counseled by a carrot for eating your manager at work.
I'm a parrot.
I'm still ahead of you, Sof.
I hope your birthday cake has a secret ingredient.
Not, if it is an imaginary friend.
My friend Bob lost his mind and started arguing I wasn't real.
Thanks. You are such a wanker, that you have nothing better to do. Wait... Oh... Oooops. Ok, right, what...
Having a dump, mostly.
Anonymous posting in general.