strobe lights and blown speakers

One day i went to the mouse
He lives in a brown and orange colored house
We talk about what to do and what to eat
He had many funny ideas about where papa-mouse go when he die
The mouse and i started drinkin, and he put on a record with strange music
He said, this is good shit young blogger; good shit.
Eventually you will become a leader he said.
You will lead the army of darkness through the gates of hell.
He sipped on his corona and continued

Teach the bloggers to worship satan, and you will soon be greater than them

You will conquer them all young blogger.

Ever since that day, i go the mouse.

I go to the mouse becase i like the.