No matter! Spamteinhaus was created to conduct top-secret experiments without those pesky health and human rights organizations sticking their noses in my business.
No! I'm Spamacus!
17th June 2003
I'm So Ronery I'm so ronery So ronery So ronery and sadry arone
There's no one Just me onry Sitting on my rittle throne I work very hard and make up great prans But nobody ristens, no one understands Seems that no one takes me serirousry
And so I'm ronery A little ronery Poor rittre me
There's nobody I can rerate to Feer rike a bird in a cage It's kinda sihry But not rearry Because it's fihring my body with rage
I work rearry hard and I'm physicarry fit But nobody here seems to rearize that When I rure the world maybe they'rr notice me But untir then I'rr just be ronery Rittre ronery, poor rittre me I'm so ronery I'm so ronery
Ok, what kinda shenanigans are you trying to pull of now?
You screwed up.
/me blunders aimlessly into the top-secret hill top command centre castle
No, Reven unclocked it! Well here's the tour, that's the lab, that's the sex chamber, that's my collection of Porcelain Cherubs...yeah, that's pretty much it.