Space Stud

I have a Valentine's Day question for my readers. Would anyone be able to identify a hostile stranger for me? I ran across her shortly after posting that statement in which I cracked a few jokes about groupies. One of them spoke of their navels as launching site for fatally poisonous projectiles. This girl put her thumbs and index fingers around her navel as I approached her on the sidewalk, as if to say: if I had that weapon, I'd use it to kill you. Who is she? I don't know her, don't recognize her face. We've never been introduced. But she obviously knows me and reads my blog. Is she a groupie? Is she one of those disloyal fans that Dick Cheney wanted to use to cause me deep sexual injuries in the middle of the night? Is she one of those groupies that celebrated their fraud concerts by spitting and bleeding all over my picture? If so, I guess she's dissatisfied with how much harm she has already caused me and needs to add to it when she sees me in the hospital. These people that the business helps to gain the respect of the world by supporting their fraud with my work are impossible to satisfy. Look at the Crystalids. There I was in 2010, considering the possibility that my music was about to be robbed and thinking that at least they might be grateful enough with the rewards to leave me in peace. But having money and cars and fans and parties and being able to fuck any woman they wanted wasn't enough for Dick Cheney's Crystalids. They needed to hunt me down in their limousine while I pedaled innocently to my menial job and pick on me. They needed to come to my building and tell the neighbors stories about me. They needed to have sex with any woman I expressed an interest in and make them betray me. Dick Cheney is a very poor judge of character if he thought that those untalented jerks could handle my power. I think they failed to live up to the high standards of my music because anyone who thinks they deserve worship for doing nothing is never going to be satisfied with any reward. But CBC thinks they should all be stars with my hit songs and hilarious blogs. So Happy Valentine's Day. I'm not as alone on this day as I appear. I've been watching a DVD of a History Channel series about ancient aliens. They said that alien supermen found our women attractive. Let me tell you, their women are attracted to our men, as well: the kind of men who have a good sense of humor and who know how to rock. I think they have extremely good taste.
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