King of Excellent (according to Scaryduck)

Friday, July 27

The day the stalker got his way

Muahahaha! (laughs evilly)

Today I got an email from an S. Duck.

"Can you run my blog for me over the weekend, whilst bugger up my broadband goodun proper."

"At last. Of course!" I cry, rubbing my hands together with glee. The little devil's appeared over my shoulder, and all sorts of bad things were being dreamt up.

So I log in already to make the world's worst template (yellow on green) with loads of animated gifs and badly written javascript.

I then realised that he's not left me access to his template. In the words of the great James May, "cock."

oh well.