Your result for The Brutally Honest Personality Test ...
Clown- ESFP
67% Extraversion, 50% Intuition, 40% Thinking, 47% Judging
Congratulations. You are the buffoon of society, the class clown, the general funny guy/gal. Your purpose on earth was to serve as entertainment for the rest of us sane ones. We're laughing with you and at you. Some people would kill to be as funny as you. Other would rather just kill you.
You're spontaneous, fun-loving and optimistic. You're all in all an idiot.
You wanna know why? It's because you would rather have fun than concentrate on your duties and obligations. You act before you think. You talk before you think. All in all, you don't think that much at all.
You did terribly at school, didn't you? You were the class clown. Paid no respect to the teachers or to your fellow students. Paid no attention to your school work. And look where you are now... starting to regret your decisions?
Get down to earth. Find a real job and start taking care of your responsibilities. Sure, people love you, but they don't love you because they like you. They love you because you make them laugh. They love you because they can always look at you and say "Well, at least I did better off than him or her!"
...but at least you're funny, right?
Monday, October 12, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
It's Not Always My Fault. Usually, but not always...
From: David Garrett
To: Billy Txxxxx
Sent: Jan 1, 200x 1:10 PM
Subject: Sincerest Apologies
Billy,
I enjoyed hanging out with you and your friends on New Year's Eve. Please thank your brother for letting us sleep on the couch after the party. We were in no shape to drive.
More importantly, please accept my sincerest apologies for the actions of my date during the night. I had no idea she would get so drunk as to wander into your bedroom, urinate on your belongings and then climb into bed naked with you and your girlfriend. Believe me, this was not something I condoned, encouraged or found amusing in the least bit. I hope her actions do not reflect on my character or affect our valued friendship.
Obviously I will pay for the carpet to be cleaned and replace your leather jacket if she doesn't take care of it. Thanks for your understanding.
Dave
Sent via Blackberry
To: Billy Txxxxx
Sent: Jan 1, 200x 1:10 PM
Subject: Sincerest Apologies
Billy,
I enjoyed hanging out with you and your friends on New Year's Eve. Please thank your brother for letting us sleep on the couch after the party. We were in no shape to drive.
More importantly, please accept my sincerest apologies for the actions of my date during the night. I had no idea she would get so drunk as to wander into your bedroom, urinate on your belongings and then climb into bed naked with you and your girlfriend. Believe me, this was not something I condoned, encouraged or found amusing in the least bit. I hope her actions do not reflect on my character or affect our valued friendship.
Obviously I will pay for the carpet to be cleaned and replace your leather jacket if she doesn't take care of it. Thanks for your understanding.
Dave
Sent via Blackberry
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
This is from a Girl I Met Named Janet
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Hi David,
It's not that I want nothing to do with you because I think you're a bad person or something, but I just know from our interaction that we would interpret our hanging out totally differently. I know this because you said when we were chatting at the party that it was clear I liked you, or I wouldn't have talked to you so long. And maybe by me writing this long email you'll think I like you too, but I think in both instances I'm just being a friendly person--I'm not about to walk away from someone willing to chat with me at a party, and I'm not about to not respond to your email. However, I do have a boyfriend right now, and since I should only see one person at a time, I think this will have to be the last time we chat.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Reader Input Regarding Whether I am Truly the Most Evil Person in the World Who Ever Lived
THIS IS A LETTER FROM A LONG-TIME FRIEND AND PAST LOVER REGARDING MY EVIL STATUS. SHE HAS CHOSEN NOT TO INCLUDE HER NAME, BUT IT RHYMES WITH SHERESA.
is he is or is he ain't that evil? (part 1)
i've known david for a long time - a lot longer than most of the girls he's dated in the last few years were much more than a twinkle.
and sure, he's left a trail of broken hearts, broken spirits and broken engagements in his wake. maybe there's even been an attempted
suicide or two attributed to his callous treatment and/or his mishandling of romantic entanglements. but the most evil person in the
world who ever lived???
technically, i don't know her, the girl who made this claim, and i haven't really heard her side of the story, but i know a few things about
what went down between them and i think she might just have a hard time finding (and spelling) the right words. she called dave an "embecil"
(if i didn't know for a fact that david is incredibly intelligent i'd give her that one just because of the fran drescher thing) and "disillusional".
i think that one pretty much hit the nail, if she was going for a combination of disillusioned and delusional (?) - he has some issues, granted.
but it's a big leap from being kind of a dick sometimes to being the most evil person in the world who ever lived.
it's subjective though. maybe this chick is just not much for history. or doesn't have the crime channel. or has never heard of yoko ono.
maybe david is the most evil person in her whole world who ever lived.
there are and have always been evil people in the world. and whether their motives are/clear or not, their actions were not justifiable -
thus the "evil" label. but just like the why do bad things happen to good people conundrum there's also the why do good people do bad things?
maybe sometimes it's because they live in los angeles. . .
really. here's a guy who once wrote me a letter about the relaxing qualities of feeding squirrels fruit loops from a second story window ledge
and then a year later totaled his car to avoid running one over. not evil. at least not inherently. but that was before he moved to california .
and got motives.
is he is or is he ain't that evil? (part 1)
i've known david for a long time - a lot longer than most of the girls he's dated in the last few years were much more than a twinkle.
and sure, he's left a trail of broken hearts, broken spirits and broken engagements in his wake. maybe there's even been an attempted
suicide or two attributed to his callous treatment and/or his mishandling of romantic entanglements. but the most evil person in the
world who ever lived???
technically, i don't know her, the girl who made this claim, and i haven't really heard her side of the story, but i know a few things about
what went down between them and i think she might just have a hard time finding (and spelling) the right words. she called dave an "embecil"
(if i didn't know for a fact that david is incredibly intelligent i'd give her that one just because of the fran drescher thing) and "disillusional".
i think that one pretty much hit the nail, if she was going for a combination of disillusioned and delusional (?) - he has some issues, granted.
but it's a big leap from being kind of a dick sometimes to being the most evil person in the world who ever lived.
it's subjective though. maybe this chick is just not much for history. or doesn't have the crime channel. or has never heard of yoko ono.
maybe david is the most evil person in her whole world who ever lived.
there are and have always been evil people in the world. and whether their motives are/clear or not, their actions were not justifiable -
thus the "evil" label. but just like the why do bad things happen to good people conundrum there's also the why do good people do bad things?
maybe sometimes it's because they live in los angeles. . .
really. here's a guy who once wrote me a letter about the relaxing qualities of feeding squirrels fruit loops from a second story window ledge
and then a year later totaled his car to avoid running one over. not evil. at least not inherently. but that was before he moved to california .
and got motives.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
"You lie!" Today, I am the second most evil person in the world who ever lived
Day 3: Evil Hears About Health Care
I'm not sure I would have the balls to call the President of the United States a liar in front of millions of people, but I kind of resent being told that the "time for bickering is over". This is America. The time for bickering is always. America was built on bickering. You may disagree. But if you do, I don't want to hear about it...
Whenever someone tells you that the way to solve a problem is for you to keep your stupid opinion to yourself, that's exactly the time you need to yell louder. I mean, if the only way to push a solution through is to suppress opposing viewpoints, maybe the solution needs to be re-thought. But what do I know? I hooked up with this "chick" at a recent track and field event.
In my defense, "her" testes were internal:
World Record Runner is a Hermaphrodite
I'm not sure I would have the balls to call the President of the United States a liar in front of millions of people, but I kind of resent being told that the "time for bickering is over". This is America. The time for bickering is always. America was built on bickering. You may disagree. But if you do, I don't want to hear about it...
Whenever someone tells you that the way to solve a problem is for you to keep your stupid opinion to yourself, that's exactly the time you need to yell louder. I mean, if the only way to push a solution through is to suppress opposing viewpoints, maybe the solution needs to be re-thought. But what do I know? I hooked up with this "chick" at a recent track and field event.
In my defense, "her" testes were internal:
World Record Runner is a Hermaphrodite
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
I am still the most evil person in the world who ever lived
Day Two: Evil Takes Flight
Let's not beat around the bush: You want me dead. I'm not saying you want to kill me yourself, though you have considered placing your bare hands around my neck and squeezing tightly until the last tiny breath escapes from my lifeless body. I'm just saying that you agree that it would be a good thing for the most evil person in the world who ever lived to be eliminated with extreme prejudice.
Consider the cathartic success of "Inglourious Basterds", Quentin Taratino's masterpiece dramatizing the assassination of Adolf Hitler in Nazi-occupied France in 1944. Who couldn't get behind that noble mission?
Now consider that by all accounts, I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived. At least according to yesterday's poll on my blog.
In response to the question: "Who is the most evil person in the world who ever lived?", you gave Adolf Hitler 2 votes and yours truly 5 votes. That means by a margin of over 200%, you consider me to be the most evil person in the world who ever lived, thus verifying the accusation leveled at me by an unnamed ex that I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived.
I'm not saying you are a cold-blooded killer, I'm just saying that if you, like Tarantino's marvelous Basterds, had the opportunity to eliminate such a horrific menace--why wouldn't you take it? If you could, at one fell swoop, snuff out someone with qualities worse than Michael Vick, Ryan Jenkins, Phillip Garrido and Chris Brown combined, then why wouldn't you? And who would blame you if you did?
Maybe I should re-iterate. The purpose of this blog is to determine through your votes whether I am truly the most evil person in the world who ever lived. It's up to you to determine. You are the decider. Your opinion counts. "Vote early and often" as they say in Chicago.
Please don't misinterpret the purpose of this blog. I'm not asking for compliments or reassurance that I'm a good person. I know that I am a bad person. There's no denying that I possess those dastardly qualities normally attributed to such evil luminaries such as Charles Manson, Idi Amin or Tomas de Torquemada. In fact, a good friend of mine from high school, Teresa, said that asking folks to vote on my evilness is narcissistic. EXACTLY! Point proven!
Behold my evil ways:
Episode #412: Evil takes flight
Below you will find the actual witness statement filed by me with the Federal Aviation Administration on May 17, 2009 after an in-flight incident. (My notes in parentheses)
Re: U**t*d Flight 56 (Airline name blocked for legal reasons)
Kona to LAX
May 17, 2009
I first observed the female passengers in Seats 19B and 21E at the TSA checkpoint where they both reaked of alcohol, marijuana and stale urine (fresh urine would have been okay apparently). The women, each approximately 35-years-old (and not hot), appeared intoxicated and “high” on some sort of “speed-like” drug e.g. meth, crack, cocaine, ice, crystal, glass, chalk, crank, etc. Their eyes were bloodshot, they were extremely twitchy and couldn’t handle basic instructions from Security such as holding on to their boarding passes. They seemed incoherent and could barely stand up, and not in the "fun vacation drunk" sort of way. Neither passenger could figure out how to even walk through the metal detector and TSA waved me through because they were taking so much time. How they got through security is beyond me. All I remember thinking was, "I hope they're not on my plane."
For some reason, the woman in 21E was held up at Security and the woman in 19B walked ahead to board the plane. Unfortunately, 19B couldn’t find the gate and began following me. She had trouble getting up the stairs on the tarmac, stumbled down the aisle-way and then became confrontational with the African American woman in 19C because the seated woman wouldn’t get up fast enough to let 19B into the middle seat. I asked the African American woman if she was okay and she nodded in the affirmative. The African American Woman asked me if 19B was with me and I said, "Ahhhhhh, hell no." We shared a laugh over that.
When the drunk, high woman in 21E boarded, she stumbled down the aisle, had slurred speech and could barely get her bag in the overhead compartment. She kept dropping it on some old dude's head until finally someone helped her get it stowed. I could tell that people nearby were noticing at her erratic, jerky behavior and alcohol smell. 21E couldn’t find her seat without assistance from airline personnel, held up boarding by blocking the aisle and then refused to stay seated during taxi. The people sitting in 22D, 22B, 21C and 23D all concurred that the woman appeared extremely intoxicated and appeared not to even realize she was on an airplane. Yet none of them spoke up. I did.
I alerted the flight attendant who said that she was aware of the woman’s strange behavior and was "monitoring her" but at this point had no valid reason to put her off the plane. As we taxied during the safety video, the woman in 21E jumped over my friend in 21D and went to talk to her friend in 19B as if she had no idea we were about to take off. The woman in 21E reluctantly stumbled back to her seat when told to sit down. The flight crew said they had to restart the safety video. 21E then kept mumbling and acting strangely. The flight continued to taxi.
I then repeatedly press my "Call" button and alerted the flight attendant that if they were not going to put these two lunatics off the plane, I wanted off the plane. She said, "Are you serious?" I said, "Yes, please tell the Captain I want off the plane. Now." Various people around me were upset that I was putting them off schedule, and I responded, 'There's no way in hell I'm flying over the ocean with those two tweaked-out bitches, so you can kiss my ass."
The flight attendant phoned the cockpit. The plane immediately stopped taxiing. A moment later, the perturbed Captain came on the PA and said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are returning the gate. For those of you who are staying on the plane, it will be a slight delay and then we'll be on our way." Everyone around me began angrily staring at me because apparently they needed to be back in LA so badly that they were willing to DIE.
At the gate, several uniformed TSA officers entered the plane. As they walked down the aisle, eyeing me, the woman in 19E stood up and announced in a slurred voice that she hadn't slept in 3 days and needed a "f***ing cigarette!!!". She said the whole word, I'm just putting the *'s in since this is government document. She then headed toward the emergency exit "to go outside". At that point, TSA officials asked her to sit down. A verbal confrontation occurred and 19E was forcefully removed from the plane. 21B protested and was also removed against her will. People in the plane began to applaud. No one apologized to me, though I did get the cute flight attendant's Facebook page.
In certification of the preceding statement I do attest and set forth my signature to such:
______________________________
David Garrett (the most evil person in the world who ever lived)
Let's not beat around the bush: You want me dead. I'm not saying you want to kill me yourself, though you have considered placing your bare hands around my neck and squeezing tightly until the last tiny breath escapes from my lifeless body. I'm just saying that you agree that it would be a good thing for the most evil person in the world who ever lived to be eliminated with extreme prejudice.
Consider the cathartic success of "Inglourious Basterds", Quentin Taratino's masterpiece dramatizing the assassination of Adolf Hitler in Nazi-occupied France in 1944. Who couldn't get behind that noble mission?
Now consider that by all accounts, I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived. At least according to yesterday's poll on my blog.
In response to the question: "Who is the most evil person in the world who ever lived?", you gave Adolf Hitler 2 votes and yours truly 5 votes. That means by a margin of over 200%, you consider me to be the most evil person in the world who ever lived, thus verifying the accusation leveled at me by an unnamed ex that I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived.
I'm not saying you are a cold-blooded killer, I'm just saying that if you, like Tarantino's marvelous Basterds, had the opportunity to eliminate such a horrific menace--why wouldn't you take it? If you could, at one fell swoop, snuff out someone with qualities worse than Michael Vick, Ryan Jenkins, Phillip Garrido and Chris Brown combined, then why wouldn't you? And who would blame you if you did?
Maybe I should re-iterate. The purpose of this blog is to determine through your votes whether I am truly the most evil person in the world who ever lived. It's up to you to determine. You are the decider. Your opinion counts. "Vote early and often" as they say in Chicago.
Please don't misinterpret the purpose of this blog. I'm not asking for compliments or reassurance that I'm a good person. I know that I am a bad person. There's no denying that I possess those dastardly qualities normally attributed to such evil luminaries such as Charles Manson, Idi Amin or Tomas de Torquemada. In fact, a good friend of mine from high school, Teresa, said that asking folks to vote on my evilness is narcissistic. EXACTLY! Point proven!
Behold my evil ways:
Episode #412: Evil takes flight
Below you will find the actual witness statement filed by me with the Federal Aviation Administration on May 17, 2009 after an in-flight incident. (My notes in parentheses)
Re: U**t*d Flight 56 (Airline name blocked for legal reasons)
Kona to LAX
May 17, 2009
I first observed the female passengers in Seats 19B and 21E at the TSA checkpoint where they both reaked of alcohol, marijuana and stale urine (fresh urine would have been okay apparently). The women, each approximately 35-years-old (and not hot), appeared intoxicated and “high” on some sort of “speed-like” drug e.g. meth, crack, cocaine, ice, crystal, glass, chalk, crank, etc. Their eyes were bloodshot, they were extremely twitchy and couldn’t handle basic instructions from Security such as holding on to their boarding passes. They seemed incoherent and could barely stand up, and not in the "fun vacation drunk" sort of way. Neither passenger could figure out how to even walk through the metal detector and TSA waved me through because they were taking so much time. How they got through security is beyond me. All I remember thinking was, "I hope they're not on my plane."
For some reason, the woman in 21E was held up at Security and the woman in 19B walked ahead to board the plane. Unfortunately, 19B couldn’t find the gate and began following me. She had trouble getting up the stairs on the tarmac, stumbled down the aisle-way and then became confrontational with the African American woman in 19C because the seated woman wouldn’t get up fast enough to let 19B into the middle seat. I asked the African American woman if she was okay and she nodded in the affirmative. The African American Woman asked me if 19B was with me and I said, "Ahhhhhh, hell no." We shared a laugh over that.
When the drunk, high woman in 21E boarded, she stumbled down the aisle, had slurred speech and could barely get her bag in the overhead compartment. She kept dropping it on some old dude's head until finally someone helped her get it stowed. I could tell that people nearby were noticing at her erratic, jerky behavior and alcohol smell. 21E couldn’t find her seat without assistance from airline personnel, held up boarding by blocking the aisle and then refused to stay seated during taxi. The people sitting in 22D, 22B, 21C and 23D all concurred that the woman appeared extremely intoxicated and appeared not to even realize she was on an airplane. Yet none of them spoke up. I did.
I alerted the flight attendant who said that she was aware of the woman’s strange behavior and was "monitoring her" but at this point had no valid reason to put her off the plane. As we taxied during the safety video, the woman in 21E jumped over my friend in 21D and went to talk to her friend in 19B as if she had no idea we were about to take off. The woman in 21E reluctantly stumbled back to her seat when told to sit down. The flight crew said they had to restart the safety video. 21E then kept mumbling and acting strangely. The flight continued to taxi.
I then repeatedly press my "Call" button and alerted the flight attendant that if they were not going to put these two lunatics off the plane, I wanted off the plane. She said, "Are you serious?" I said, "Yes, please tell the Captain I want off the plane. Now." Various people around me were upset that I was putting them off schedule, and I responded, 'There's no way in hell I'm flying over the ocean with those two tweaked-out bitches, so you can kiss my ass."
The flight attendant phoned the cockpit. The plane immediately stopped taxiing. A moment later, the perturbed Captain came on the PA and said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are returning the gate. For those of you who are staying on the plane, it will be a slight delay and then we'll be on our way." Everyone around me began angrily staring at me because apparently they needed to be back in LA so badly that they were willing to DIE.
At the gate, several uniformed TSA officers entered the plane. As they walked down the aisle, eyeing me, the woman in 19E stood up and announced in a slurred voice that she hadn't slept in 3 days and needed a "f***ing cigarette!!!". She said the whole word, I'm just putting the *'s in since this is government document. She then headed toward the emergency exit "to go outside". At that point, TSA officials asked her to sit down. A verbal confrontation occurred and 19E was forcefully removed from the plane. 21B protested and was also removed against her will. People in the plane began to applaud. No one apologized to me, though I did get the cute flight attendant's Facebook page.
In certification of the preceding statement I do attest and set forth my signature to such:
______________________________
David Garrett (the most evil person in the world who ever lived)
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived
Day One: The Evil Emerges
Congratulations. You are the first person in the world to read my blog. And you are the first person to judge me. The one will will tell me if I deserve to exist. You are the decider.
You see: I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived. At least that's what an ex told me last week. (I was also called "disillusional" and "a embecil", but I will save those discussions for another day.)
First off, let me upfront. I am a bad person. I know that. By any definition--Wikipedia, the Bible, American Heritage Dictionary, Webster's, Gary Coleman's--I am evil incarnate.
"Malevolent", "Morally objectionable", "Harmful", "Destructive", "Sadistic"-- these are all words that describe me. Having just read Genesis 6:5 (The LORD saw how great man's wickedness on the earth had become, and that every inclination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil all the time.), I realize that it was referring to me.
I am evil incarnate. Beelzebub. Lucifer. The Great Satan.
But am I the most evil person in the world who ever lived?
I know that I am probably the most evil person in the contiguous United States (plus the District of Columbia). The most evil in North America? Without a doubt. There are over 6 billion people on this planet, and I can easily dismiss well over 5 billion of them as less evil than me. Which means I may well be the most evil person alive.
But to be the most evil person in the world who ever lived would require some doing, which being as evil as I am, probably wouldn't be out of my evil reach. Not sure if I've reached that point of pure evilness just yet. But I'm working on it!
There's an old saying back in Texas, "The hurrier you go, the behinder you get", so don't expect me to be rushing out trying to prove I'm the most evil person in the world who ever lived. It's not even a moniker I enjoy carrying. In fact, it's a burden. Yes, I'll admit it--being the most evil person in the world who ever lived isn't a lot of fun. First off, you spend a lot of your day putting things in bold for emphasis. A very evil endeavor indeed. Yeah, it kind of sucks but what can I do. I'm sick.
They said that admitting you have a problem is the first step. And that's what I've done. I've admitted my evilidity. Now we need to figure out just how evil I am.
Which is where you come in.
I would like you to follow my blog for one year, starting today, Day 1. The Day of Evil Dave. (TDOED) And at the end of that year, you will have told me if I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived.
I've devised some evilly-ingenious methods to determine if I can rightfully hold the title of the most evil person in the world who ever lived which you can participate in.
Feel free to vote. Over and over again, depending on your mood. Maybe you'll read one of my postings and be assured that I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived. Or maybe the next day you'll figure out that I am a rung below Pol Pot, or that perhaps Josef Stalin and Oliver Cromwell need to make an "Evil Dave Sandwich". That's the fun in being the decider. You decide. You hold the moral compass.
Your input is valuable (or invaluable), depending on which word you'd rather identify yourself with. I would say I appreciate all your help if that wasn't an inappropriate thing for The Great Satan to do.
Well, I'd like to go on and on in some evil way, but I need to go sharpen my fangs.
Besides, there's only so much typing an evil person can do when there is so much evil to be done.
infra inferius infimus,
Dave
Congratulations. You are the first person in the world to read my blog. And you are the first person to judge me. The one will will tell me if I deserve to exist. You are the decider.
You see: I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived. At least that's what an ex told me last week. (I was also called "disillusional" and "a embecil", but I will save those discussions for another day.)
First off, let me upfront. I am a bad person. I know that. By any definition--Wikipedia, the Bible, American Heritage Dictionary, Webster's, Gary Coleman's--I am evil incarnate.
"Malevolent", "Morally objectionable", "Harmful", "Destructive", "Sadistic"-- these are all words that describe me. Having just read Genesis 6:5 (The LORD saw how great man's wickedness on the earth had become, and that every inclination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil all the time.), I realize that it was referring to me.
I am evil incarnate. Beelzebub. Lucifer. The Great Satan.
But am I the most evil person in the world who ever lived?
I know that I am probably the most evil person in the contiguous United States (plus the District of Columbia). The most evil in North America? Without a doubt. There are over 6 billion people on this planet, and I can easily dismiss well over 5 billion of them as less evil than me. Which means I may well be the most evil person alive.
But to be the most evil person in the world who ever lived would require some doing, which being as evil as I am, probably wouldn't be out of my evil reach. Not sure if I've reached that point of pure evilness just yet. But I'm working on it!
There's an old saying back in Texas, "The hurrier you go, the behinder you get", so don't expect me to be rushing out trying to prove I'm the most evil person in the world who ever lived. It's not even a moniker I enjoy carrying. In fact, it's a burden. Yes, I'll admit it--being the most evil person in the world who ever lived isn't a lot of fun. First off, you spend a lot of your day putting things in bold for emphasis. A very evil endeavor indeed. Yeah, it kind of sucks but what can I do. I'm sick.
They said that admitting you have a problem is the first step. And that's what I've done. I've admitted my evilidity. Now we need to figure out just how evil I am.
Which is where you come in.
I would like you to follow my blog for one year, starting today, Day 1. The Day of Evil Dave. (TDOED) And at the end of that year, you will have told me if I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived.
I've devised some evilly-ingenious methods to determine if I can rightfully hold the title of the most evil person in the world who ever lived which you can participate in.
Feel free to vote. Over and over again, depending on your mood. Maybe you'll read one of my postings and be assured that I am the most evil person in the world who ever lived. Or maybe the next day you'll figure out that I am a rung below Pol Pot, or that perhaps Josef Stalin and Oliver Cromwell need to make an "Evil Dave Sandwich". That's the fun in being the decider. You decide. You hold the moral compass.
Your input is valuable (or invaluable), depending on which word you'd rather identify yourself with. I would say I appreciate all your help if that wasn't an inappropriate thing for The Great Satan to do.
Well, I'd like to go on and on in some evil way, but I need to go sharpen my fangs.
Besides, there's only so much typing an evil person can do when there is so much evil to be done.
infra inferius infimus,
Dave
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