May 08, 2001
Jusrt like any other usualy, boring, disgustfully sunny, and pathetically peacful day! more work, stupid ugly stinky master Razor told me to cut more zombie skulls. this bastard has been telling me what to do for nearly two years! I am no slave!
Well, life is not all that bad as a necormecor, nothing more satisfying than throwing heros into Zombie Pit and replay the scences of Gladiator, and watch them hack each other apart! send a pack zombies into young princess' chamber and listen to the delightful screams of our little bueaty, when the heros are eating their dinner, mix the food with guts, stomache, brain matters... argggghhhh, hmmmmmmm, they will never want to eat fast food again!
or, when I successfully raised a zombie, I have to dig him out if he is already buried. well, the most exciting moment was when the digger crash into little cute zombie's skull and make a sharp, nasty crack sound in the mid-night! *woosh* *woosh* *woosh* *woosh* fascinating!
ack, anyway, you disgusting humans would never know the joy to dance with death! yeah right, go celebrate your party, and you will find a horde of skeletons, hehehehe, wuhahahaha, buahahaha,
alright, i got to go cut more skulls. hey! i use the top half as containers, but the grey matters are really hard to clean up, ne wya, got to go.