Hey there, it's me, Immensething.
Dear Adzehlovers was away this evening, so I'm writing a much shortened version of the regular blog. As you can see, I'm not so good at thinking up witty headlines, although, unlike him, I can do it without immediately going into sexual overdrive.
The main story today was Elkaa introducing autobans for people with 10 infractions. While this may keep -:underweartaker:- away from HxForums (which I'm told are now listed as his place of permanent residence) for a little more than five minutes, it will do even more to promote Habbox as the Hitler Youth Forum.
You see, not only will we have every Tom, Dick and Mod waving their infraction card at innocent bystanders, but we will also have ---MAD--- and his Nazi elves parading the previously happy streets of Habbox. This may turn him into an alpha male hunk for the whinging housewife commonly known as Miss Sierk, but it causes very little stirring in my loins.
In other news, Jake has announced that they're are ten more little boys.. I mean trialists, being pimped.. sorry, pumped into the Habbox Rare Values system today. Among them is the famous e5, who will no doubt try and keep track of every single mochamaster, particularly that ever so elusive one next to Lost_Witness' bed. Then perhaps a steaming costa in the bed. Then possibly masturbating into a pillow. Only joking, we love e5 really.
Habbos who turned up at Roxy's rather tiresome "beat the bunny" event hoping to smash a rabbit's head in with a mallet were sadly disappointed, and their misery was only compounded when Jake didn't turn up. Probably far too busy sewing the name tags on the new Trialist's sailor jackets.
If they returned to HxF looking for something to tip them over the edge, then they found it. Yum999 announced that applications were coming to an end early, presumably he's found another crate full of Albanians desperate for a unrewarding and soul destroying job. Expect rubbish news to materialise next week, not that it can get much worse than e5's guided tour of Lostie's wardrobe and Finkelstien's textbook accounts which could make the commentary on a Paris Hilton sex video sound like a three day diary on watching paint dry.
That's all from me, except to say that it looks like jobs are available at the Articles department... If you enjoy writing poems about how you fell in love with a dwarf who was sadly swallowed by an airbag in a tragic car accident, then please feel free to jump into Professor-Alex's cauldron of slow, painful misery.
And that's all for today. Adzehlovers is back tomorrow, until then it's chow! *returns to the bomb raid shelter*
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