Blizzard turns into an even bigger bitch.

[Dreadnought]

HA HA MY EYES ARE LESS BOLLOCKSED THAN I HAD THOUGHT

Was leaning toward viewing Aguirre, der Zorn Gottes the other night. It was dubbed.

Dubbing should be retroactively punishable by a lung full of razors and a Very Angry Letter by way of a troupe of leprous mimes. Yes.

What? Anyone understand what Blargh is writing?

It's like art; everyone has to examine it as carefully as possible and see what definition they can scrape together for themselves, because the only person who ever really knows the true meaning is Blargh himself.

That's what Blargh wants us to believe but I went beyond that with my thoughts, and figured that Blargh is a fat hairy man with just one eyes left, masturbating to little boys while eating salted prunes. The last thing one should do is trying to interpret Blargh.
Your spine may explode.
Each.
Vertebrae.
Separately.

[Blargh]

Beyond ? AND BACK !

Such antics compel smirk. Yes.

[Manoil]

Quite possibly, Dreddy. Quite possibly.

But at the same time, I have trouble seeing Blargh as 'human'. I keep getting this image of this formless, chaotic being that consumes information and bioelectricity to sustain itself, existing without reason and creating raw death.