Things That Annoy Me
Hello, and welcome to yet another completely illogical and irrelevant guide
to things that will only ever be useful to me. And I'm pretty sure all of
you out there who read my work have severe mental impairments. If you don't
please send me your name and address and I'll come around and bash you
around the face with a hefty bit of lead pipe.
Anyway, we must get down to things. I have not yet decided how many parts
this series will be, and it'll probably depend on its popularity. So, I'm
thinking that for every four reviews I receive, I will write another
chapter. That means if you get yourself and three friends together and
review every time I get a new chapter up, I'll be writing forever. However,
if you are planning on doing that, please see RE: hefty bit of lead pipe.
Now, you might have noticed that I'm almost two-hundred words into this
guide, and that I haven't even started to get into the subject matter
promised in the title. That is because I can, because I'm writing this, and
you're not. But, as I did set about originally intending to write this
guide, I shall in fact write it, I shall, he said.
Starting next chapter. Fwaha.
Fuck, it annoys the hell out of me when people do that.