By the way: I have a surprise. Soon. It's almost ready. Just need to work on the delivery.

55% of those who voted in the last poll assumed my IQ to be lower than 90, that must be bad for my political carreer (or actually: is it?). In order to get my rating up, I went to the public library today and got myself a book called brain-jogging. So far I suck, but that's just day one. It's like with real jogging, you know. You get better at it the more you do it. In only a few weeks you'll be having a hard time following this blog, cause it'll be racing down the screen. (I guess that's my vision of brain-jogging).
But strange. My mother always told me to use my brain as little as possible, to keep it nice and fresh. And like every good child I listened to my mother. But on the other hand, my mother is also the person who thinks the future lies in Funeral Events.
Well.

I wonder if it is a sin to want to murder your family.....
It can't be that bad, it got Eminem a Grammy.
But I'll try and contain myself.