That alliteration is so clever, I should win a Pulitzer or a Webby or something. Bow to your sensei!

For those of you that “don’t wordz”, ennui means “ a feeling of utter weariness and discontent resulting from satiety or lack of interest; boredom”. If you look it up on Urban Dictionary, you get the above picture of Chad and the definition “chronic complainer about a free blog not covering enough of one’s niche sports interests”. Booyah!
You know what else the internet is great for? Stay tuned for Rex’s classic rendition of “internet nudie pictures, circa 1995″. It’ll be like the Renaissance. When is said classic rendition happening? Right after he finishes listening to the new Frey and My Chemical Romance CDs, putting lipstick on, and crossing Billy Madison off of his list of people to kill.
Back to the subject, how smart am I for my jiu jitsu maneuvering of Chad et al yesterday? This smart.

I’m like a savant kitten that understands surround sound. Chad was set to complain about whatever was written anyway because the internet is a great place to talk about how bored you are with the free blog you’re reading to kill time instead of doing your job that you get paid to do. Like I said, the ennui of the internet. So Chad was going to complain about whatever I put up. What do you do when there is no way out of a situation? You go further in. So, back to the jiu jistu analogy, I invited Chad into my guard, let him feel comfortable with his feeble ground & pound, and then BOOM hit him with an armbar and snapped that son o’ bitch in half. BOOM!
Speaking of the arts that are martial and mixed in nature, Pipez and I are about to start submission wrestling. Here is where I sould say “no homo”, but after a few glasses of wine, who knows? Pipez is known to get a few in him, start biting necks, and saying “I’m going to make some bad decisions tonight”. Maybe that is the girls Rex went out with on Sat night. Either them or Pipez, I can’t remember. Anyway, I’m going to pwn him on the mat the way I pwn his look (he looks like pre-pubescent TRG) and the way I pwnd his seasonal sweater on Sat night. Booyah!
Let’s talk about sports. I wish I’d bought NBA 2K10, but my gaming time is limited and Dragon Age is teh roxors and I haven’t even picked up Nate Dogg-approved Modern Warfare 2. So NBA 2K10 will have to wait. There, I talked about sports.
Get to bitching about this column, bottom posters. That’s your motherfucking zeitgeist.
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You can’t shame me out of my sabbatical. I will come back when I’m damned well ready. The “Internet Porn Circa 1995″ will be my ultimate return. In fact, I’ll probably just change my name to Septy Rourke or something when I come back like The Wrestler on FaF’s ass.
Does that mean you are going to do drugs for 10 years before coming back?
I just did. Pwnd. While you’re here, it would be great if you could come in on Saturday. And Sunday.
Septimus is on a sabbatical? I decided to start posting because I have nothing better to do. And I upgraded my blackberry to allow me to respond to these posts. I like how the random guy is so proud of his “post” yesterday. It was total bruce lee shit! It is like Ted Tulin taking credit for the presidency when the entire executive board’s purpose was to take him down and subvert everything that he was trying to do. What started off as underhanded cumfuckery turned into pure gold. Goldfish knows what i’m talking about!
I haven’t read this post yet, but I saw my name appears in it several times. I am worried about TRG.
His obsession with you is his tragic flaw. It will one day lead to his demise. He is very Shakespearean this way.
Translation:
Gayness found in post.
It’s reader appreciation week at FaF.
This is some serious bad-assery!
All hail ‘chad’, ‘me’ and whoever else doesn’t ‘post’ up in this booch!