Insane Insane Insane..

My goodness… It’s been so long since we’ve visited our playground that, check this, I almost forgot ze password to our world domination blog.. Utterly unacceptable! But hey, as all fiendish passwords go, try typing stuff like “iloveblood’ or ‘ieatworms’ or the likes, and wa lah! You’re in! (ps: you don’t seriously think we’d actually let you know what our password is, eh? eh?)

Chucky is now in a land of snow, people.. she’s feeding snow to the snowmen she’s made friends with, and making winter jackets out of newspapers for them. All in all, a very busy 2 weeks it’d be for her. I pity her though, all that hard work, and her snow friends still refuse to hold a conversation with her. Tough it out chucky, i’m sure some day they’d appreciate your wickedness.

On the sunny side of Nasty-ville, I am having a pretty tough time trying to rid my environment of a-holes. They have manifested at such an incredible speed that it is beyond even the likes of me. Despite religiously re-fuelling my flame thrower, and working 24/7 shifts to burn them to smithereens, they have somehow managed to rise from the ashes, into a completely new and more powerful mutated versions of themselves. I profess myself worried.

However, we fiends are made of tougher stuff than the melted skins you see covering our maggot-infested flesh, and we will face this new challenge with renewed vigour, and of course, armed with the latest Flame-blaster 1.04 as well. Always good to be prepared, I say. (p.s. The above scenario in Nasty-ville is true of the environment that Chucky and I are in right now. It’s always a scary sight to see voices talking to you from anuses. *shudder*)

we do!!..

It’s been a while folks..

Dear fiends,

In case you are wondering if Chucky and Freddy are still alive and ridding the world of holier-than-thou space wasters, we will like to assure you, we are. It’s been a few crazy months for us, and though our full-time job is to make the world a hopefully more tolerable place to live in, we do have part-time commitments that some people will term as “paid work”. This bloody “paid work” is slowly but surely sapping our energy, and if there are irritants appearing around you in the form of human beans, we apologise for not getting rid of them sooner.

But hey, we have utmost faith in the rest of you like-minded fiends out there. But with new engineering technologies and innovations out there, i’m sure some day soon, there’d be a pill that allows idiots to self-biodegrade in 24hrs. Save the environment too… At least they’d be good for something, sometime in their lives.

Time has indeed flown by too quickly, i say. Chucky has gone and come back from Bali again (yes, 2nd time), doing her duty of educating the marine creatures to attack (and kill if necessary) useless life forms that are not contributing positively to the ecosystem. Well done Chucky… I see a number of rays have been working hard.

I think it’s about time Chucky and Freddy explore somewhere new, and share some photos with you lovely fiends, to remind you, that there is still a glimmer of hope in this otherwise dark dark world… We’d be back… (chucky, it’s time to start plotting again.)

we eAt fReaks…we mean it…

yeah we really do…

freddy’s hunt..

chucky’s hunt..

|| bEdbugs mArcHing sOng ||

bedbugs
have the right
to bite.

bedbugs
of the world
unite.

don’t let
these humans
sleep too tight.

~ john agard
from “poems to make your friends scream”

^^ wORld fAmous …

Only if you are creative and original enough (read: too much time to waste) to try googling totally random works of art like “peanut butter and slime”…

Yes, we’ve emerged Number One on the search results. A further testament that we are definitely a force to be reckoned with.

*EVIL LAUGHTER*

bRing your “fRiend” home…not…

clearly not happening…

bRing a “fRiend” to work day…

hmmmmm..that’s something quite hard to define… “friend”?..

A gift for the pests out there…

I find it utterly amusing when incompetent nincompoops see a right to criticise and comment on other people’s abilities.. Be it about work, about properly flushing the toilet, about the correct way of pronunciation, or whatever. When they behave like this, I really cannot help but smile. And naturally, they get imminently more and more pissed off when they see that I am seemingly unaffected by what they say, and in fact, rather enjoying the moment.

To tell you the truth, I have an even bigger right to berate them back for making me waste my effort to wipe their disgusting and disease-ridden saliva from my face. Yes, it takes effort to clean the sh*t off, to go to the toilet and wash thy hands and face, and to come out and spray Dettol to sterilise the crime scene. I should really charge them by the minute actually.

And do you know what is worse than this? Incompetent nincompoops who actually BELIEVE they can plant negative thoughts into you, and BELIEVE they can actually make you willingly leave the company, yet offering a sympathetic shoulder to you, telling you they understand how unfair the world is. Well done, I say. Impressive way to waste one’s time.

So for all these pests out there, I would like to spit in your face for wasting my time and for you wasting a space on this precious earth. To drive in my point, I would like to bestow upon you a nice a little gift I saw on the glorious World Wide Web.. See below for lovely present.. Now, don’t say we don’t appreciate your nasty thoughts!

dear freddy…

for my fiend who has always loved me…

in her own bloody ways..

love,

chucky