The following is a transcript of a conversation between me and one of the concerned parties, transmitted via IM, last night:
Guilty#1: I am upset by what you're doing on Killoggs. I assume it's about me and [bleep]. I was nothing but honest with you. I don't understand the sudden outburst after months of not talking to me.
Me: HONESTY assumes a TAINT when it's uttered by you and your KIND. I intend to write NOTHING but the TRUTH. If you can't handle that, don't fucking act like a fucking asshole in the future.
Guilty#1: You're the asshole.
Me: Kindly go fuck yourself.
If I could turn back TIME. I WOULD. BUT IT's TOO LATE. BE SURE TO READ KILLOGGS SUNDAY FOR THE DETAILS OF THE WHOLE SORDID AFFAIR.
And MILK, if you ever, ever fucking call me again, we'll probably have a nice long conversation and catch up. BUT LAST NIGHT WAS A BAD NIGHT FOR CONVERSATION.
SUNDAY! after CHURCH; when your soul is WOOLITE CLEAN, I enjoin EVERYONE to READ THIS HARROWING TALE OF DESIRE, LUST, the BEST LAID PLANS, VAGINAL SEX, and the KIND OF BETRAYAL ONLY REUBEN STURMAN and JOHN GOTTI are FIT TO DESCRIBE.
You'll have to HIT CHAPEL IN THE MORNING to WASH OFF THE KIND OF STAIN your eyes will lend to your BRAIN when you READ the TRUTH about some people on KILLOGGS, this SUNDAY.
WHEN I BRASHLY EXPOSE KILLOGGS TO A TORRENT OF RAGING TRUTH CONCERNING ADULT POSTERS IN ADULT SITUATIONS REAPING ADULT SIZED CONSEQUENCES.
NO STATE WILL BE SPARED: INDIANA, OHIO, PENNSYLVANIA, TEXAS, D.C., MARYLAND, CHICAGO WILL ALL KNOW SHAME AND ABASHEDNESS and seek to HIDE THEMSELVES BENEATH THE MOUNTAINS.
UNTIL THEN I BID YOU ALL ADIEU as I ENTER INTO MY CHAMBER OF MEDITATION and SEEK TO ENRICH MY NARRATIVE WITH PURE TRUTH.
KilloggsMemberX: he's nuts man
KilloggsMemberX: it's all a front
KilloggsMemberX: Hitler was a nice guy too
KilloggsMemberX: and we all know where that went
me: was he nice?
IF you are GOING TO READ MY HISTORICAL AND UNPRECEDENTED POST on SUNDAY, PLEASE SIGN UP IN THE COMMENTS OF THIS POST. I NEED to GET A GOOD HEAD COUNT for REASONS I WILL DIVULGE LATER.
seriously, is there anything he hasn't already done to pull one over on killoggs? faked personalities, years of journal entries, paid accounts, postings from multiple computers with multiple ips, hired actors, intercontinental flights, secondary jobs taken...
what has brandon not done already? how many fools have you met completely taken in by him and his fabricated life? how many thousands of dollars do you think he's spent trying to convince all of us of his fabrications?
well the only thing brandon has ever convinced me of is that he get so wrapped up in his creations that he really truly believes them himself. brandon, are you even aware that this is something that you made up? do you really believe your own lies?
you are sick brandon, and you need help.
josh, you should have brandon's post type permanently set to "fiction".
You know exactly who you are, one of you knows EXACTLY WHAT IT IS THAT YOU DID.
You have the CHANCE to CONTACT ME VIA IM/email/PHONE with an APOLOGY. Something you've already turned down once.
The DEAD LINE is 11:58 Saturday. AS YOU WELL KNOW once I HIT POST, it's TOO LATE.
A keen observer should see that the women of KILLOGGS have been unusually QUIET regarding the possibly scandlous BEHAVIOR of ONE OF THEIR OWN. WELL LADIES? WILL YOU OR WILL YOU NOT BE READING ON SUNDAY?
For the letters are scanned in,
The photos long since developed and scanned,
The stubs retained,
The dinner receipts scribbled down,
The SPRINT PCS phone logs, logged
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And now, we wait. We all wait. We wait for the rising swell that indicates the LEVIATHAN BENEATH. Shall it rise to devour us? OR to REASON WITH US? WHAT DEADLY FORCE LIES WITHIN OUR GRASP AS DEADLY COLLATERAL against the LOAN OF DETENTE it might BALEFULLY NOD to.
We know HOW the WHALE's side may be LANCED, dying not straight away, it bleeds and thrashes, a faithful crew might avoid the boiling tempest and wait a ways off. Biding their time.
KILLOGGS CREW, I CHOOSE YOU! COME SUNDAY, will YOU ACCEPT?
KNOWING THAT, I SAW A TURTLE.
KNOWING THAT, THERE IS A PHONE CALL OWED ME.
KNOWING THAT, the ripples belie the monster beneath.
Surcrease is due, it's coming. SUNDAY.
Usually I travel all over the country during the summer, but this summer I'll be hunched up in San Diego teaching at Art Institute. I'm teaching Graphic Design (Design Concepts- how not to be a dud) and starting to enjoy it, but no doubt these kids right out of high school are not the easiest bunch of attentive people. Basically I just have to get their minds in the blender and then give the actual assignments. If anyone has an interesting (mind bending ) creative exercise, please post. Also ultra ground breaking movies ( on the cleaner side ) would also be appreciative. Often I think of Paul Dean from LSU. He taught color theory and always had a ton of energy and made education fun. At the time I wasn't sure what we were learning, but the words repeat in my head, "GOD IS IN THE DETAILS."
