Showing posts with label nick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nick. Show all posts

Saturday, 16 July 2011

HE BLEEDS

HE BLEEDS.

HAHAHAHA. MOTHERFUCKER.

He bleeds.

Hebleedshebleedshebleedshebleeds

HE BLEEDS.

SLENDERFUCKER.

Hahahahahhahaaaa.

AND IF HE BLEEDS I CAN KILL HIM.

Hahahahahaa.

Erin, I'm going to get you out of here babe. I'm going to kill the motherfucker and we're going to run away from here and not give a fuck about anybody else and we'll buy a home in california like you always wanted.

But first I have to go kill the faceless FUCK who's been stalking us since day one.

That's right motherfucker. Keep laughing. I didn't know who you were but you were some FUCKING IDIOT in the trees just watching us as we set up and I didn't care at the time because I thought you were just some tourist or some shit but now I know and I know you bleed and you're going to die.

Hahahaha you're going to die.

Be right back.

Saw HIM

I saw HIM.

The stupid faceless FUCKER. He was just starin' at me even though he doesn't have eyes and his head was sideways and he just STARED and I tried to punch the motherfucker but he's too fucking tall man, too fucking tall to be HUMAN. What the fuck is he? I tried to punch him but I just got this BAD fuckin' throbbing in my punching hand and now my fingers look all mangled and shit and doc says they're not broken so I'm just supposed to WAIT until they get better again.

Motherfucker.

IT'S ON.

Thursday, 14 July 2011

Are you scared?

I didn't find him the fucker I bet he's hiding from me. I didn't seem him and I got this STUPID FUCKING HEADACHE doc do you have any tylenol or some shit? I could really use it and I got this really bad cough but I think it's going away now. Stupid fucking pussie ass bitch.

Doc where's that tylenol? My arm hurts like a motherfucker.

Read the blog

You guys are a bunch of pussies. I mean, Richard is the only one who does any real FIGHTING around here and Lyle and Suze just sit off in their corner with Alex and Walter and just talk and talk and talk what the fuck are you guys doing? We're all DYING and you're havin' fuckin' story time. The doc really doesn't want me moving and stuff but I've got the urge to FUCK SOMETHING UP and I think I want to go after Collector or bitchface or whatever you call him.

I'm gonna go for a walk.

Tuesday, 12 July 2011

Doc says I'm okay now

It's about fucking time!

I've been telling you for fuckin' days, doc, I'm doing fine! Geez! A little broken ankle and a couple dislocated arms and you think I'm going to die or somethin'. I'm not a little pussy like Trent I can get a little fucked up without dyin' ya know.

Who was the faceless fucker in the suit who attacked us? Slenderman or somethin'. Dude's got some nerve if he thinks he can mess with NICHOLAS MOTHERFUCKING DAY. I'm gonna cut him up and serve him for DINNER.

And what's with that PUSSY ASS BITCH with the boxcutter? He's lucky I wasn't busy trying to protect Erin or else I would have fucked him up too.

(Suze is sayin' I need to stop cussing on the blog. "NAG NAG NAG we get enough of it in camp at least try to be formal you idiot NAG NAG NAG")

Stupid fuckin' forest with it's stupid fuckin' maze. Where the hell are we? Suze and Lyle said they found the campground but nobody was there. BUT WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU GO FURTHER? You could have gotten out man, fuck the rest of us!

Whatever. I'm out.