Another goddamned ciabatta

I TOLD you people that I have "pull." Now you'll never see that silly South Park episode again. Why? Because I had it AXED.

Make fun of Jews, Christians, Muslims, GAYS, and Veterinarians (meat is good, you bastards) all you want. But if anybody points a stick at Scientology (which is NOT a religion, by the way), I'm going to stick it to THEM.

You think I can't do what I want? To quote a lovable cartoon character, "I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT!" You WILL respect my authority, or you people will NEVER get to see MI:3 or hear Kanye's lovely theme song.


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Scientific solidarity

OK, I'm here to show solidarity with my Scientologerrrrrific friend Isaac Hayes. Slap me some skin, my nigga!

The Man and his chocolate salty balls are finally quitting South Park, after yet another episode that makes fun of Scientology. Enough is enough, my brotha! I so have your back!

You'll also note that the episode stars none other than ME. (I don't want to spoil it, but I get to hide in a closet. Fun!) While we're all sad to see Chef leave the quiet mountain town, get ready for Chef du Cruise-ine, Thomas! That's right, I've signed up for several episodes and will be serving up hash and advice to the lovable muffins of South Park. What a plum gig!

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Big Gulp?

Paris Hilton doesn't douche.

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What City are you??

Aralon, fourth planet of the yellow sun Kesnar.

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Blacks and tans

I thank you people for all your kind comments on my performance this past weekend. I told you I'd sweep the awards, and I did. I'm never wrong. In fact, I almost beat out myself for the top honor. WHO HAS EVER DONE THAT?

During a laughably minor competing awards show, the presenter for Best Supporting Actor had a hideous dress (just who is working with that girl?), wore some gaudy jewelry, and couldn't even READ. Hehehe! She can't READ. OMG!!!!

I've also received some comments on the fact that my child's name will be Hubbard. First off, who the hell is Freddy Hubbard? What are you people thinking? I've not even announced the sex of my baby, but Hubbard would be a fine homage and a fitting name for a girl. I've also considered L'ron, L'rhonda and Kanye. Katie, of course, wants to name the baby "Tom." But I think that would be a bit vain.
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Finally, you've all seen that I've chosen July 4th as a possible . I know you're saying to yourselves, "Isn't that already a holiday?" Well, indeed it is -- and that's exactly why I've chosen that date. I've been told by the government that, for whatever reason, my national holiday can't be announced until after my death. So I've chosen July 4th, in order not to disturb our economy with an additional holiday. It'll be a combo day, like president's day, and the celebrations (fireworks, picnics, film festivals, and the like) won't have to change a bit. This is a pretty big concession on my part, and I'd appreciate it if you'd thank me now, while I'm still living.

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The LAW says that I can't have full control of my baby until 1) The baby is birthed. 2) I am married to the woman carrying the baby. And 3) said woman is involuntarily committed to a state mental facility.

Or killed.

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Paris Hilton, let's not play games here. It was nothing but an honor for you to be included in something so special as to have my name associated with it, and a legal technicality that beings of your particular gender are allowed to participate at all.


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