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Wednesday, January 09, 2008

butlerman strikes it rich with clarity!

In a single brief moment of clarity that accompanied the indulgence of "The Killers", Butlerman has reached nirvana. No longer is he content with the piddling heights of superheroics, he is now barely satisfied with the giddying intoxicating heights of omniscient deityship! In laymen's terms, he's over and done with being emo. Dead-honest.

As he sneaks through this post, under the thoroughly inadequate supervision of his "prep" study session in his hell-hole boarding school hall (after all - who can withhold the magnificent maestro, the master escapist Butlerman!), he wishes to reiterate his now stable frame of mind after a horrendous beginning to the new year which would have seen any lesser being obliterated into a slime of self-pity.

In triumphant fan-fare and cheaply mass produced CFC-laden confetti and liquid streamer, Butlerman returns in his finest hour yet (an event bested every posted) as he finally realises that the possible conclusion, while anticlimatic to say the least, to his recent (yet prolonged)... "alliance" with superheroine (identity unknown, yet once under the moniker of "glittergirl") was something beautiful (shunning the favoured form of intense exaggeration to serve up a dish of romantic cheese and cliche*). Somehow that makes it all the more bearable.

If she does stumble across this eventually, and I sincerely believe she might shudder at my tomfoolery (Editor's note: dying for an excuse to use that word - the way it rolls of the tongue... delightful!). But in desperation to lend the aforementioned her due time and space, this was the best even a godlike entity of epic comic-book proportions could conjure to convey the message across without getting stabbed in homicidal rage (I would).

Surely in twenty years time, if the internet has not been rendered obsolete or the world still remains in a single piece, one would look back at this disastrous rambling of prose and wish he had sooner beat himself in the head with the conveniently on-hand bottle of MariGold Strawberry Milk (which begins to lose its flavour after the 600ml mark). Until then...

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