hijacking this now
hello all. i'm taking over this blog. the poor saps who run this dorky shirt company or whatever obviously don't use it. and i need to cover my tracks anyway. might as well use this.
can you believe their effing password was "blogger"?? i kid you not. amateurs; seriously.
my name's edith. i work for the secret, transnational governing body that REALLY runs things. you know all the conspiracy nuts? the new world order, illuminati freaks? they're more or less right. that's my company.
of course there's an entire supersection of the employee handbook forbidding participation in any kind of interactive reg media. so writing this -- hell, just thinking about writing it -- could get me disappeared. but you know what? i can't keep it in anymore.
don't think i'm against what we do. i'm not. it's pretty cool, actually. it's the world's absolutely innermost inner circle. the ultimate clique. i feel kind of sorry for all you regs out there, to be honest. but whatever. it is what it is. and i certainly don't want to bring it down or anything.
no, i just can't stand not having an audience for some of the stories i know. what fun is a secret if nobody EVER finds out? it's been, like, 4,000 years or something now. time to let some of you suckas in on the fun.
p.s. no, of course my name's not really edith. jesus.
can you believe their effing password was "blogger"?? i kid you not. amateurs; seriously.
my name's edith. i work for the secret, transnational governing body that REALLY runs things. you know all the conspiracy nuts? the new world order, illuminati freaks? they're more or less right. that's my company.
of course there's an entire supersection of the employee handbook forbidding participation in any kind of interactive reg media. so writing this -- hell, just thinking about writing it -- could get me disappeared. but you know what? i can't keep it in anymore.
don't think i'm against what we do. i'm not. it's pretty cool, actually. it's the world's absolutely innermost inner circle. the ultimate clique. i feel kind of sorry for all you regs out there, to be honest. but whatever. it is what it is. and i certainly don't want to bring it down or anything.
no, i just can't stand not having an audience for some of the stories i know. what fun is a secret if nobody EVER finds out? it's been, like, 4,000 years or something now. time to let some of you suckas in on the fun.
p.s. no, of course my name's not really edith. jesus.
posted by edith at 7:05 PM
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