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Monday, August 6, 2007

I have sustained an enormous loss.

My computer was screwing itself up. I had no choice. I had to put her down. Wiped her drives and destroyed all memory. Something was corrupted. No, it wasn't the porn.

Along with my computer, my vast collection of pictures that I would have presented to you guys is also gone. All my emoticons are dead, and my animated .gif files are gone and wasted. A collection built up over many months, the result of my countless hours mindlessly surfing the internet. It will take a while to bring it back, and it will never be the same. I ask all of you to spend a minute of silence, out of respect for my picture collection that you probably don't give a slightest damn about. There's a clock over on the left.

In an effort to restore my broken soul to its original state, here's a picture from the beginning of my new collection:


Feeling the pain,
Joe

Lost @ 9:11 PM