Squall, what the hell is wrong with the world today? I’m working on repairing Trabia, and some idiot pulls up in the ugliest car I’ve ever seen. Seriously, the thing had red and white stripes running all the way around it. Then some guy comes out and calls himself “Big O” and acts like we’re all supposed to know who he is, right? Then this freak takes off his shirt and rubs himself with oil like he’s some kind of sex idol. Then he goes around hitting on all the women. All MY women! Damn him!

So then he goes around telling everybody that he’s gonna “rapz it up in herez”. The guy has the worst speech impediment ever, so I think it’ll be funny when this idiot goes up and raps, right? Wrong. He busts out this horrible rap and everyone LIKES it. What the hell? After he finished he gives out autographs and the line was like a half mile long. What’s worse is, he writes like he talks! With z’s everywhere! Who the hell writes like that? I’ve heard of speech impediments before, but writing impediments?

Then some weird chick who seemed strangely familiar walked up to me and started asking me all sorts of questions about the weirdo. She looked like she had been following the guy for quite some time. I think she was in love with him! What’s the world coming to?

Now I hear that he’s gonna be around for a while. I can’t take it!

Kill me now,
Irvine