Woe unto you fuckers
Really, gentlemen, simple castration will have no effect on me. I'm in my old man body again, I have no use for balls in this state.
And on the matter of my books..... yes, they did suck. They sucked, but I imagine they could've been worse had I not cut out the bits that were of no interest to anyone. How quickly you forget most of what I wrote was dictacted to me, so the outcome of the books weren't entirely my fault.
I also blame the junkies I had been feeding on those couple of months, years, whatever the hell time frame had passed.
I see you're all still the same whining
fuckers as you all were before I disappeared.
Not much changes at all.
Well, a lot has changed for me. I met up with yet another Body Thief fellow and decided that my younger body sucked, I missed the shriveled feeling of my old self and decided to switch up with him without losing my vampyre powers and such. DON'T ASK, IT JUST HAPPENED!! So now I'm an immortal old fart.
AS some of you may have experienced, hunting mortals can be so boring
nowadays, I mean really no challenge at all. Just bare some fangs and they think you're some kinky goth and ask for you to bite them. Where's the fear
So, I've decided to eat every morsel of the human body. Except for the bones, the bones I usually make jewelry or dolls out of. I've even constructed a bone G.I. Joe for our little Armand, such a cute little boy should have such wonderful toys!
I've decided since scribbling down the lives of you fuckers don't interest anyone anymore I will put together a cookbook. I've already got Arroz Con Cadaver, Creme De La Corpse, Mousse De Los Muertos and various others. I've even been thinking of a special recipe maybe ....Vampyre Stew, or Whichever-Fucker-Tries-To-Kill-Me Pie. Current Mood: hungry