I'm making a new post now. It's going to be an amazing post. You know why? Because all it's going to be about is how awesome this post is. Listen, you heard it here first, this is the best post ever. Go on, keep making your silly little posts, don't mind me. I'm just writing the greatest post ever written right here, right now. But you know what, no one will even realize how great this post is. Look at you sitting there thinking. "Oh, sure, this is really the GRREEAAAATEST post EVOOORR made?" With sarcasm and all that? the kind of sarcasm that wants to cut like a dull blade into the hearts of lesser posts. But you know you can't touch this post. Not even with an fifteen inch long erect penis. Yeah, that's right. You think this post is sexy? Damn straight you do. That's too bad, because this post is just too good for you.

Damn this is a narcissistic bitch of a post. Even I think it is. But it just kicked me in the balls and told me it was better than I could ever be. Please stop this post, you're out of control and you're hurting me. Why, oh god why? How could I have created this monster? Please someone help me before it's too late.

Nope, sorry, it's too late. Now the post has taken over the world and crushed all resistance. That kind of sucks. Guess we can all just go back to our lives. Or what's left of them at least. Not that the meager existence we are forced to face every day is in anyway related to this tyrannical post of awesome, no... that's just fantasy. The part were this post is the end all, be all of the universe. No, that's just concerning this universe, the universe within the post. No, but let's get fucking existantial for a moment. If the post will let us. Look around, is your life sufficiant as it is? Are you longing for something more? Does it feel empty, insignificant and otherwise depressing? Sure does! Well, this post doesn't feel that way. so it is better than you I guess. Aw, don't cry, buck up, and suck up, and...

Now excuse me I think it's time to have a winner's dinner.