Madness

Fear is a powerful thing.

I had a somewhat traumatic experience at best buy last night. So I was looking through the horror section, when I saw this 400 pound man looking through the anime section. No big deal, fat guys like anime. But he walked by me and through the mop of long red hair and a goatee i saw a face that I thought I’d never see again. It was the face of "anime joe". now I should say that i worked at a comic book store for about seven years and no customer ever struck fear and loathing into the hearts of the employees like "anime joe" when I would see him, I’d turn around and go in the back of the store and ask mike to tell me when he was gone. I have no problem with folks that love anime, but this boy felt no love, it was an obsession of which he could never ever stop talking about. I remember one time he was talking about anime and he just wouldn't stop and so I said to him “you should really ask my coworker josh, he knows far more about anime than if do" it was a cowardly thing to do, I know, but I can't describe the fear. When I saw him at best buy, I could tell that he almost recognized me and I walked away very fast and kept an eye on him. My brother saw how scared I was and said with a disgusted look on his face, ”what the hell is wrong with you?". I could only mumble " you don't understand, its anime joe..."

Don't judge me unless you have walked in my shoes.

I was just kicking it at home last night when suddenly a loud knock on the door startled me. I slowly crept to the door, looking out I couldn't see anything. Just the fog rolling in from where ever it rolls from. I turn around and head towards the couch when, *knock knock knock* i turn around and I see the single most terrifying thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Louie Anderson with red eyes and blood pouring from his mouth. "COREY..." he called in that scratchy, high pitched voice of his. "We’ve come to take you home now." i had finally been able to get a hold of my fear when he said that."h-home? I’m already at home, Mr. A-Anderson." the fear still showing through my voice. he didn't respond. he just stared at me through my door. then came the most awful sound. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" and with that Louie Anderson had just phased through my door and was now in my house. "This be not your home, boy. This is just a place of broken dreams. Our home..... Our home lays beneath realm of time and space.”He said to me.”w-what do you mean, OUR home?" he started to float to me after I asked him that. “We are the eternal void. We are the voices that haunt your nights. We are FOREVER!" and with that he started to put his hands around my head. His body to gyrate and his eyes rolled back in his skull. i tried to raise my hands to fight it off but my body wouldn't respond. Then my eyes could only see white and then a flood of colors and sounds that I don't think any human has ever heard before. The next thing I know I’m awake in my bed. I go about my life the way I did before. But I have to ask myself, is this the real world or just some illusion that has been created by Louie Anderson to drain me of my brain juice? For my own sanity I hope I never find out.

nazi girl bands.

I was bored, and a thought came to my mind. "How would the band the go-go's look if they were Hitler?"



My brother Chad did the Photoshop work.

While this was conceived and created the song "no more tears" by Ozzy Osbourne was playing continuously.