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[Derrick Rose]

Dear Diary,

Gosh, I have such a headache. I really need an ass-pirin. What have I been through? HUH!

Jaja! I remember. I killed my ugly brother aber-aber, and ate his liver. Excellent.

Butt, I have new ass-pirations. Once I first tasted blood, I craved even more.

I hereby declare that I, Arnold Layne, of Leeds, will kill Karlheinz Stockhausen and eat his liver. For the medicinal properties, of course!

How shall I do it? A dagger in the arse while he sleeps? A guitarra-to the temple? Splash some ass-id to his face?

No, no. It must involve muffins...with onions. I will give the muffinbaker a call...

Arnold Layne

Huh?

[Arnold Layne]

Dear Diary,

Gosh, I have such a headache. I really need an ass-pirin. What have I been through? HUH!

Jaja! I remember. I killed my ugly brother aber-aber, and ate his liver. Excellent.

Butt, I have new ass-pirations. Once I first tasted blood, I craved even more.

I hereby declare that I, Arnold Layne, of Leeds, will kill Karlheinz Stockhausen and eat his liver. For the medicinal properties, of course!

How shall I do it? A dagger in the arse while he sleeps? A guitarra-to the temple? Splash some ass-id to his face?

No, no. It must involve muffins...with onions. I will give the muffinbaker a call...

Arnold Layne

Huh?

HUH!

Arnold Layne

[Karlheinz Stockhausen]

I think I am Liver-less, so I can't de-liver some post today. Mein Blutkuchen, mein Blutkuchen...lebewohl, lebewohl...

[Ilsekena]

I think I am Liver-less, so I can't de-liver some post today. Mein Blutkuchen, mein Blutkuchen...lebewohl, lebewohl...

keine Angst! you can live without it, Übermensch. jaja!

[Goal Stockhausen]

I am so sorry,dear, but it seems as my father has had it this time. He has only a little piece of his liver left and there is a little more in the fridge. So someone must have made a stew. The police are here now...

[Nurmi]

Sorry for your father! And you! New nick!

[Arnold Layne]

Dear Diary,

Today, I am back on the run.
Well, its more of a walk.

HUH!

Arnold Layne

[Ilsekena]

I am so sorry,dear, but it seems as my father has had it this time. He has only a little piece of his liver left and there is a little more in the fridge. So someone must have made a stew. The police are here now...

OMFG.. Das ist schrecklich! I'm sorry to hear that Süße

[Goal Stockhausen]

HUH. The police are looking for Arnold Layne, my twinbrother, but he has disappeared in the blue. How that is possible is written in the stars. He could hardly go "undercovered"!

My father got a livertransplant yesterday and there is new hope. Pray for him.

Goal Stockhausen

[AAAAAAAAAA]

Layne, a Lazy luddite from leeds is loitering on my lawn...

[Goal Stockhausen]

My father has recovered pretty well, and when Aberaber and I left the hospital he asked us to say hi to all strato-forumers.

Butt he is very angry at our brother Arnold, and when we told him that he (Arnold also) is planning to get married, he almost fell out of his bed with laughter.

"Please don't be so funny", he said. "Remember that I just have got a new-old liver and a long row of hurting stitches. Butt Hahaha Arnold getting married. Hahaha. With WHOM if I may ask? Oh my poor stomach

[Derrick Rose]

Ask him if he says anything about a mulatto bastard?

[Arnold Layne]

Ask him if he says anything about a mulatto bastard?

All I know is that Derrick Rose must DIE.

Butt who will kill him?

Arnold Layne

[eternity_strato]

Ask him if he says anything about a mulatto bastard?

All I know is that Derrick Rose must DIE.

Butt who will kill him?

Arnold Layne

you should die, you fucking british faggot.

[Arnold Layne]

Ask him if he says anything about a mulatto bastard?

All I know is that Derrick Rose must DIE.

Butt who will kill him?

Arnold Layne

you should die, you fucking british faggot.

HUH!

Eat my ass and balls, you American bastard. If I EVER see you in public, I will take your lunch.

Arnold Layne

[Derrick Rose]

I wish you luck on your quest to kill me, but be wary that I can never die. I have drifted in locked-out space and survived on nothing but assteroids and lights for 67 days exactly!! Or at least wait until I am done vacationing in Philippines.

[AAAAAAAAAA]

I wish you luck on your quest to kill me, but be wary that I can never die. I have drifted in locked-out space and survived on nothing but assteroids and lights for 67 days exactly!! Or at least wait until I am done vacationing in Philippines.

Arnold may not care for you, but there is a very special place in my heart for you, Derrick. The mullato-district. :luv1:

[robocop656]

Ask him if he says anything about a mulatto bastard?

All I know is that Derrick Rose must DIE.

Butt who will kill him?

Arnold Layne

you should die, you fucking british faggot.

HUH!

Eat my ass and balls, you American bastard. If I EVER see you in public, I will take your lunch.

Arnold Layne

Brush your teeth. BRUSH THEM.

[Goal Stockhausen]

Ask him if he says anything about a mulatto bastard?

Jaja! He asks constantly about you. Are you by some chans interested in Sonatas? Or twingirls? :luv1:


Sorry my spelling! I have just learnt to talk.

Huh! it is difficult isn't it?

[eternity_strato]

Ask him if he says anything about a mulatto bastard?

All I know is that Derrick Rose must DIE.

Butt who will kill him?

Arnold Layne

you should die, you fucking british faggot.

HUH!

Eat my ass and balls, you American bastard. If I EVER see you in public, I will take your lunch.

Arnold Layne

I am not american, you freaking british scumbag.

[Goal Stockhausen]

Huh! My father got a mail from K. Rouster in Seattle and ass soon ass (is it really two s here?) he is back home with his new liver, he will answer it. Aberaber, and I, have thrown away the rest of his old liver from the fridge.


Dear Mister German Composer!

I have heard about what, Fat-Arnold the Terrible, has done to you. I am very sorry for you and there is not enough pain for such a beast. I can only hope that your new liver will serve your blood well and that you soon can drink your splendid German beer again.

I understand that your police is as worthless as ours and that this pestfatrat is still walking around on his flat-feet. He disappeared from us and I believe, he got help from the gaybaker here. Our lawyer is working on that now.

Horror-Arnold made our lives a veritable hell and we have still problem with our Insurans-Company. They refuse to believe that one person really could destroy so much. Thank God he has left and is now listed as a dangerous terrorist, so he can never come back. At least it is what I hope.

I will thank you for your understanding and I hope that you will have the kindness to answer our insurance-skunks, when they are going to ask you about Arnolds capacity as destroyer. I have given them your name and I so hope that you will help me again...

Your Seattle-friend Kebbabbi Rouster.

[AAAAAAAAAA]

he got help from the gaybaker here.

HUH!

[Derrick Rose]

Ask him if he says anything about a mulatto bastard?

Jaja! He asks constantly about you. Are you by some chans interested in Sonatas? Or twingirls? :luv1:


Sorry my spelling! I have just learnt to talk.

Huh! it is difficult isn't it?

I know! I barely learned talking but two years ago! I am still getting the hang of it unfortunately.

Layne seems to want to kill me! For what I don't know. But therefore I fear we must wait until this has passed, unless you want him to be very very angry with you. :drop:

[Derrick Rose]

I wish you luck on your quest to kill me, but be wary that I can never die. I have drifted in locked-out space and survived on nothing but assteroids and lights for 67 days exactly!! Or at least wait until I am done vacationing in Philippines.

Arnold may not care for you, but there is a very special place in my heart for you, Derrick. The mullato-district. :luv1:

Why thank you A10. I am honored to be in such a place!
:luv4:

[Arnold Layne]

Dear Dairy (I like that name more than diary. HUH!)

I have moved from Leeds, to Liverpool. But only for a while. I will find the pool soon, I hope. Then, I will visit K. Rouster, swing by the gaymuffinbaker to get my poisoned muffins, then I will KILL DERRICK ROSE. HUH!

Arnold Layne

[Derrick Rose]

Jajajaja! see? I guess I am on the run again!

[Karlheinz Stockhausen]

Mail to mr. K. Roaster, Seattle.


Thank you for your kind mail! I am now at home with my adopted children, Aberaber and Goal, and my new liver functions very well, even with my German beer.

You asked me to verify Fat-Arnold-The-Terribles bad behaviour and that I will gladly do, since I have the experience I got from the worst period of my life.
Not only did he cut out my liver, without anaesthetic, he also tried to take my kidneys. But my daughter Goal bravely hit him with a soprano-sax and called the police. So he had to flee, but first after he had eaten most of my liver.

He has also destroyed my antique furniture and almost all chairs, sofas and beds are now legg-less. My home is a ruin and Fat-Arnold-The-Terrible is the creator of that.

He has a liver-murder-list, and I am sorry to say that you mr Rouster is on top of that list. So you have to take care and don't trust your FBI-Police. Arnold has connections in the Seattle-Soprano-Baker-Business, and can reach you via Canada.

As number two on his list is a runner or ball-player, Derrick Rose, and I will urge that young man to seek shelter in my house, since we now have police-protection.

But the last I heard is that he( Arnold also) is on his way to a gay-baker in Seattle and that he thinks that your liver has got the flavour from your kebabs.

Your German friend, Karlheinz Stockhausen Composer.

[Derrick Rose]

Does the house have internet access. I want to post on the Stratoforum still.

[Goal Stockhausen]

Huh! And where do you think I post this from?

Jaja! It is right! There is accass. To everything!

I had a very unhappy childhood, in Aberabers stomach, in Arnolds stomach, so I thimk I am rather damaged. Maybe I will never catch up. But I will really try. I will try....

[Arnold Layne]

I had a very unhappy childhood, in Arnolds stomach

HUH! Try growing up in Leeds.
I did my best for you, by the way. Providing ten meals a day, not to mention the opportunity to listen to the trickle of my intestinal juices. What did you expect in there, muffins from some gay seattle baker?

What a broadside!! AGAIN!

Arnold Layne

PS: Do you have any information about the whereabouts of a Mr. Derrick Rose? If you could de-liver any news, it would be highly appreciated. I want to ask him about basketball and some other things. Harmless fun. Tell him I am waiting at the Kebab Palace. Waiting, and waiting, and waiting...