Blob Mckenzie wrote:dbr wrote:That was a Klatt masterpiece, if I recall correctly. Of course I've already been two games late and wrong on the title, so..

You know what .....I think it was a poster called Dr Giggles....or Pinhead.
Holy shit you guys. I have just received a letter from Dr. Giggles. He wasn't just a figment of creeper's imagination, he was a real guy! Anyway, he claims that his pre-trial judge won't let him communicate via internet and so he contacted me instead. I have since replied and informed him that any further correspondence will be met with legal action. Anyway, here are the pertinent sections from his letter.
Deer frends,
I have braking nooz!!1
Since I crash my taxi and murdered my wife I have spent much time surfing your website and it is very very good indeed. You peeple are very good peeple. I get to know you all very well now but I am angry two. Sum of you peeple need help from Giggles.
I would rather use my ceremonial dagger to shave Farhan's back on a hot day than read another rambling wall of text from this dingleberryman fellow.
I would rather throw another beaker of sulphuric acid on my sister-in-law I (I DIDN'T WANT TOO DOO IT) than be forced to view another stoopid thread started by this Wildfaeiry woman. Something quite tarible has happened to this woman and she needs to stop now please.
I would rather see Hockey Widow doing calisthenics naked than hear another bad werd about this Luongo man. he is trying very hard and is very good and you peeple are very very bad fans indeed.
So yes you are good peeple but I hate some peeple very much. This Rumsfeld fellow is worst of all. You should not trust him frends this is very important.
Tell Ohdee I have many chickens for sale. And if cranberries are required...
It pretty much stops making sense there. He goes on to describe his Surry townhouse in great detail. Much of the letter appears to be written in blood of of some sort.
I really hope this is the last we hear from Giggles. I never liked him and I have no idea what he's capable of.
*glances over shoulder*So long, Brother.
(RIP Creeps)