The Chronicles of Jedi Miller

[Laser]

Miller is this generation's Andy Kauffman

Bart has likened him to Ralph Kramden's simple minded grandson (or something like that), which was meant to be a compliment BTW.

[Asuka Langley]

simple minds

[1984 INTENSIFIES]

[Jackstar]

[1984 INTENSIFIES]

That -will- settle down. I love you too, now go watch Flight again and again AND AGAIN until you find the hidden Easter egg hidden succession end, Not-So-Puny-Eggling. #pieceShalom

[Laser]

Bart has likened him to Ralph Kramden's simple minded grandson (or something like that), which was meant to be a compliment BTW.

[Harley Quinn]

Jedi is a creepy stalker

[WORTHAUGERa]

Jedi is a creepy stalker
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Your twat is a creepy stalker. Come sit on my face. Man.

[Harley Quinn]

[1984 INTENSIFIES]

I hope he returns to 1984 permanently!

[WORTHAUGERa]

Bart has likened him

Let me tell you about the first time I met Bart. I--uh, hang on. (Time passes.) Okay, the S.W.A.T. team just left. They don't want me to talk about it.

So, fuck 'em. I just killed them all. (99 robots and one fucking dead fucking ho. Sure, take me away, and bring back that elf to fuck, I am fuckin' down.) I was on Bellgab, right? Late one night, and I--uh, hang on. (An eagle drops a neutron bomb nearby. Result: DISABLED, with the power of one (1) merest thought, then the parts are dontated to U.N.I.C.E.F., this takes 5 days, 3 lawyers, and, no, not even one goddam job. Yeah, I don't know how I'm not fucking crying myself to sleep every night alone, either, like you, except, I'm not a girl, I'm a goddam pussy, I have ate enough (NEVER!) that I'm rawr4lyfe, it's not like I'm gonna change back.) Look, seriously, it's not really one of those, uh... public kind of stories, you dig?

Yeah, I don't know jack or shit about him. Hang on, I gotta duck. (Notre Dame catches fire again.) Hah! The witch missed me for once! HAH! Yeah so anyway, he posted his picture one night as a reply to a flame war he started with me that HE.COULD.NOT.WIN.FLEX and... I -knew- it was coming, that night, we were ALL on Level: CLARICE VOYEUR ANT, and it happened just like I saw in my Gem In Eye Mind's Eye, the thread loaded, I saw the picture, I made eye contact THROUGH THE SCREEN (hawt.) and then...

The website went offline. "Lost Earth 'Lock," the papers said the next day, but you know me, I wasn't even allowed to fuckin' know you were even on Twitter, let alone, in the funny pages. So the next few days, it wasn't long --something about 'server maintenance,' as I recall, oh yeah, look, you found a backin' blank door in your security infrastructure, isn't that nice? Yeah, I -do- wonder who put -that- there, as a matter of fact, toteslol.

By the way, I watched him get broken. It was legit blanking scary. Count on it, I ain't ever gonna fuck with that shit, yo. Yeah, #mad, #respect, #madrespect. Now you know I don't need to totespromise, but I will, fuck, I don't even know what words I would even guess to try to use. (At least there's a smart way to get going: rule out absolutely anything scatological.)

S55NDA is my DNA. Here: take my daughter and fuck her where her past lovers can see how it OUGHT to be done, I want your blood as my brood. No, don't worry, she's not epileptic, she always kicks and screams that way when offered up as tribute/Hall/SACK_OF_RICE. Yeah, you're welcome, I've been trying to get rid of that rat TOO. lol.


p.s.: Don't even. T. Hancks.

[WORTHAUGERa]

I hope he returns to 1984 permanently!

I hope you know that this level of mendacity is not going to look good on your permanent vacation record. Surprise! I'm your local Bishop, AND your local Head Bishop's motherfuckin' daddy. (These days, (PROT), I am such a big deal around here, I've actually rose to a level of rank, stature, and reknown, that my legend and legacy doesn't, don't, and will even never even need hashtags anymore, the shadoweye cast has actually begun to eclipse that of my own (blank). Can you even imagine that? Fuck! I can't. It's happening right in front of me and, still: inconceivable!) Basically, I'm gonna put it this way: here, I put these nutshells in this box shaped like a Twinkie, so basically, figure out to put your bullshit censorship maximus shut-him-up-a-gus protocol back in, cape/vape/smoke up another shell/tell/william game, and then take THESE two Twinkies and fuckin' CRAM them. Nope, not those Twinkies, THESE TWINKIES. Yep. Nope. YEP. What? Give me your keys, you're so fuckin' fir-- yeah, heh, thought so. Call me in the morning, but only if you've stopped JC from trying to do his little witch job like a little mitch baby-bye fly-by cornhusking bigger-wigger-drive by, by the time the sun gets up in the morning. And then, EVERY NEXT MORNING. (It's a tall order, yeah, and I can't handle it either, so.... well. Bye.)

(I know it's not the right word, SIR-IN-MA'AM, but nevertheless: I am the Paradox Protocol made flesh. They tell me I smell good, too, but, I wouldn't fucking know, I can't get my nose out of this bag of pcp for all the tea in China. Shrug. Toot. SEIG HEIL)

[WORTHAUGERa]

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Can't we, just like, trade nemeses? Look, I can go straight up if you can, I don't need you to sweeten the pot deal with your Black Lotus. Unless, of course, it's a Beta.

Actual sympathies. Yeah, I bet you thought you had itred badfive. No, I'm sitting down. Yeesh. PANTS. Satisfied? Yeah, I bet.

[WORTHAUGERa]

I can't get my nose out of this bag of pcp for all the tea in China. Shrug. Toot. SEIG HEIL)

I've re-re-considered. Throw in Iceland, Madagascar, and Vladivostok, and you've got yourself a deal. What Volga? That's trash, sure, but: I can take it. On horseback OR WHORE'S BALLYHOO KNOT, through the woods of the whole region along with, on top with a lit match, DO IT. DON'T TRY.

That's right, you're not doing Her. (How this is a surprise, at this point, is basically anyone's guess, but mine would be: lead in the water, iron in the cornflakes, and my (blank) in your blankin' pants.)

[The Silence Is Deafening]

Jedi is a creepy stalker

and that is just for starters.

[Laser]

Can't we, just like, trade nemeses? Look, I can go straight up if you can, I don't need you to sweeten the pot deal with your Black Lotus. Unless, of course, it's a Beta.

Actual sympathies. Yeah, I bet you thought you had itred badfive. No, I'm sitting down. Yeesh. PANTS. Satisfied? Yeah, I bet.

How dare you make a foofaraw of someone's hapless JROCD?

[Jackstar]

How dare you make a foofaraw of someone's hapless JROCD?

Needles.

[Jackstar]

and that is just for starters.

It's really happening, isn't it? I feel like Counselor Troi just got behind the wheel again.