I AM JOSH LESNICK AND MY MISSION IN LIFE IS TO BECOME THE GREATEST STRIPCREATOR ARTIST KNOWN TO MAN AND TO HAVE BUTTSEX WITH MY FEMALE CLONE. P.S.: COCKS.
GRAAAAAAH! I am now at the peak of my power, and I shall defeat you with my new power, or die trying to defeat you!
Well, I've only been fighting with 1% of my power so far, and I am barely winded, so you have no chance and you will die and I will be the strongest warrior who is not dead!
I'm Josh Lesnick, and I'm going to go on the fucking internet to look observe a bunch of fucking things I hate! Motherfucker!
Arrrgh! What a fucking awful webcomic this is! Stupid fucking unfunny @n!m3 fucking fuckity fuck! What shit-fucking shit! I'm going to click on its EXTREEEEME tracker thing!
NOOOOO! FUUUUCK! I's getting more fucking hits than my comic! How could it! Fucking fuck! I hate everything! I hate the whole world! Fuck you, world! Fuck!
I can't beleive that fucking comic is more fucking popular than mine! I must share my pain by logging into a fucking chatroom! Fuckshit!
Hi fuckers! My comic is a work of fucking genius and this other one is shit, and it's getting ten thousand fucking hits a day while mine is getting only three thousand!
Can you beleive this?? What a bunch of fucking shit fuck! What is wrong with people? Why is everyone so god damn fucking shit fuck stupid!?
Ummm... I only get three hits per day.
Ex-CUSE me!?!?! Are we talking about YOU here? NO! We're talking about ME, Josh Lesnick! No one's fucking problems matters more than mine, because I'm a motherfucking genius, motherfuckers!
Nothing I fucking do will make me the most popular fucking artist in the world, which is what I deserve! So fuck this! I'm killing myself! Then they'll be sorry!
I'm going to jump into this conveniently place ball of fire and DIE! I'll really fucking do it! I fucking mean it
I'm REALLY gong to kill myself! Really! Watch me fucking do it! Watch! Really!
Don't worry, I'm here now! Being a scientific genius, I devised a formula to stop your transformations! And it'll make you stop killing people too, that it will!
We are trapped in an icy landscape that spans as far as the eye can see. I'm not sure how we got in this situation in the first place, but the fact remains it is now quite dire.
Yeah... We'll probably die.
How can we make the most of what few precious hours we have if we're surrounded by nothing?
Hey... you can do a lot with snow. For instance, you could build a snowman, and... Well... you could build a snowman.
...and you can eat it too. We'll still freeze to death, but it's better than starving to death, I think.
I wonder if I'm in the correct cave. I seem to be the only one here. Am I that early? I've never been very fashionable, so that's probably it.
I wish I knew for sure though. Why didn't I bring my cell with me? I spend forty bucks a month on that thing, yet I never bring it where I could really use it.
The meeting starts in half an hour. SOMEONE else should have arrived by now. Right? Geeze, I don't know...
Why does this always happen to me? *sigh* Just ignore it. It'll go away eventually.
You think you're better than me, don't you? Just because you have a torse and head and stuff. I used to have all that too, I'll have you know.
Why can't I have a pleasant visit to the temple just once? I just want to pray for sex, then leave without incident. Just once.
I was once the arm of a rugby player. You're lucky his body got eaten by bears and squirrels dressed as bears. Seriously though, I could really use some pot. Please?