I recently was made aware of a terrible blog writer. I spent Sunday pouring over his truly awful writing, and decided it would be a good idea to make a recording of some of his pieces, read by me. So I did this, alone, in my apartment. The problem was I couldn’t stop laughing. I don’t know what to do with the edits of the actual posts, but I cobbled together the outtakes, every time I couldn’t contain my malicious joy. So here’s that. There’s a lot of swearing. You’ve been warned.
To be fair, I should probably do this with my own writing. But I probably won’t.
Edit: there are a couple of inside jokes contained, you will not understand them if you weren’t drinking beer outside of a convenience store on Saturday.