I. MYTE SAYS NO WAY HIMBLOW-AY

Wow. I don't know about you. But that was bringin' me down a little.
And really I had to stop the fat fuck before ...
..., well. Before he went and advertised his damned newsletter. That's what he was about to do.
And hell. If you really want to have him arm you with the truth or whatever, you can find his large sorry ass on the web somewhere.
I'll be damned if anyone's gonna be monetizin' my blog but me.
Damn ! Now I wish that hard shank had gone a little farther right the other day.
Okay. I'm outa here. I gotta go work on a film. Later.