Monday, Sept. 08, 2003 - 10:21 p.m.

Those little vicious monkey pogo stick bouncing dwarf demons living inside my head are becoming angry about their prolonged incarceration in my dome. It makes them sad. Sad and ANGRY. Like I said before, and so I'm letting them type this.

Yes, you think I'm typing it, you're silly, but anyway, ON WITH THE STORY.

The image of Me (That's I, to myself) fades to black. The screen then shimmers in on a shot of...
BIG HEAVY ELEPHANT - EXT.

Bob the Rabid Mongoose: Hi. Hi. HOLY GOD WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!