I have nothing else for today.
"Cleveland, Ohio - March 18th 2005
Months ago, when the video game corporation blizzard was searching for
candidates to participate in a private beta test of their upcoming MMORPG
Worlds of Warcraft, one man was sadly pushed too far. Blizzard claimed they
were looking for the best and brightest, those who could play the game,
report and issues they felt needed to be improved, and assist the company in
honing the game into a revolutionary gaming experience. Sadly, Blizzard was
not looking for a young man known only as "Gonk". His alias taken from a
leading character from the Star Wars series that can be described only as
"black, beeping, walking toaster from hell", this relatively stable soul
desired only two things: the loving affection of one Keira Knightley and a
chance to participate in the WoW beta. He signed up when he opportunity came
around, but Blizzard coldly shunned him. He was told he "did not have the
makings of a real compu-champion". Hurt but not dismayed, Gonk continued his
quest feverishly. He created online petitions, he spammed several internet
messageboards and chatrooms, he even offered oral favors to numerous people
he presumed would assist him in his quest (in nearly every case he was sadly
mistaken, and his favors left him with nothing more than a dry mouth). He
slowly descended into madness, a descent assisted by the loving, caring
members of Massassi.net, often described as a George Broussard worship
Site/Shrine. Without access to WoW, and nothing more than a few papparrazi
photos of a semi-nude Keira Knightley, Gonk became severely depressed. He
began to experiment with illegal substances in conjunction with other online
RPG's, but no amount of Dark Age of Camelot and black tar heroin could heal
his wounds. He continued in this state for quite a while, when one day his
fragile little mind finally broke. He walked into a sporting goods store,
took a baseball bat off a shelf, and clubbed 87 year old Seymour Hoffman to
death, screaming "I SUCCESSFULLY HIT YOU FOR 15 DAMAGE!" Authorities arrived
on the scene and attempted to arrest Gonk, but he somehow escaped. He stole a
'74 Dodge Dart and proceeded to drive it from state to state, searching for
solace; there was none to be found. His wild, tormented journey ended when he
rammed the car into an embankment at an impressive 35 MPH. He was found
rocking back and forth in a fetal position beside the car mumbling something
about "Defeating the evil Dreadlords". Brought to trial today, Gonk could
barely stand as the judge remanded him to a state mental institution. The pain
was simply too much for this young man to handle, and it cost him everything."