Dear Diary--
you cretinous herald of disappointment and banality--
so, operation "fear worse than death" is an official wash out. Figures.
It seems that the fear of public speaking thing missed a large portion of the population. So far, the groups I found to be immune are:
politicians
clergy
salespeople
writers
actors
reality television wanna-bees
and other narcissists
Damn it! That leaves only modest people, and those are A: in short supply, and B:no fun to intimidate.
The moment that made me say "screw this" came as we set up to intimidate a group of "sk8rs". They just chuckled and made fart jokes. I had to resort to good, old fashioned homicide.
The classics always come through for you in a pinch.
Thinking about scraping up DNA left over from my little League of Good Doers massacre---maybe I can clone them, or combine the DNA and make one big super goody-goody to break up the monotony. Or maybe do the decorative plate collecting thing. All equally evil.........................
you'll regret the day you ever crossed,
Dr. Angst
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please describe in more detail the death of the sk8rs
Damn you, sir! How dare you say modest people are no fun to intimidate? Damn your eyes, sir, and damn your height! Good day to you, sir! (Rethoric learned here: http://www.badmovieknights.com/2007/08/the_bounty.html )
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