So you're a waiter, and your girlfriend was at the restaurant with this band, once famous on MTV, and they have spare mayo, and your manager was around to get felt up? And this is an expensive restaurant patronized by celebrities? I'm just trying to get the facts down.
This I, Anonymous is Fake. I wrote it myself in 10 seconds (sort of explains the quality) to test the I, Anonymous intake pipe. We had no submissions in over a 48 hour period and I was troubleshooting the system.
Wait a minute- is this confession a real I, Anonymous buried inside a false I, Anonymous wrapped in a riddle and shoved up an enigma's ass like some sort of text based nesting doll?
Is the original poorly crafted, lousy, insipid, banal, pointless false-anonymous merely a red herring concealing secret instructions to an anonymous sleeper cell with a key cleverly secreted within the screen name of the anonymous poster who crafted it?
Are geo-physical coordinates buried in the confessional comment which also doubles as a signal to act upon the secret instructions? Are extrterrestrials involved? Should I be wearing my aluminium foil headgear?
i'mrightyourwrong is just bullshitting, I know the guy who wrote this *and* his girlfriend and they both swear it really happened. (And she thought my comment was funny...not so sure he did.)
This I, Anonymous is Fake. I wrote it myself in 10 seconds (sort of explains the quality) to test the I, Anonymous intake pipe. We had no submissions in over a 48 hour period and I was troubleshooting the system.
Thanks for your patience,
IRYW
Is the original poorly crafted, lousy, insipid, banal, pointless false-anonymous merely a red herring concealing secret instructions to an anonymous sleeper cell with a key cleverly secreted within the screen name of the anonymous poster who crafted it?
Are geo-physical coordinates buried in the confessional comment which also doubles as a signal to act upon the secret instructions? Are extrterrestrials involved? Should I be wearing my aluminium foil headgear?