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pxbpso <ajeborycakeq@gmail.com> - Mon Jun 15 21:05:40 CEST 2009
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Hey Nelly,
First of all, whatever my dad says? I never really care what he says (most of the time he's just talking to himself while tickling his keyboard and staring at the screen). Secondly, of course I'm cute, but please do not insult me anymore by telling I'm an angel. I too have my feelings... And please, in periods when I need mom and dad's hugging at night, as mom's working collegue, be there to wake her up when she falls asleep at her desk.

Hi Sofie,

Mom and dad aren't very fond of painkillers. They are afraid painkillers for a little guy like me might kill other things as well... Besides, dad never takes painkillers, except if he drank to much the night before, and then again, he doesn't always take them, because taking them is admitting towards mom he did drink too much...

Besides 2, dad doesn't have any wisdomteeth (or what did you expect?)

Besides 3, how would you know how cosy it is in between mom and dad in the big bed?

But of course, thanks for the advice.

Liesbeth,
Very clever of you to notice that: this was actually the first task I delegated to my dad. It's so painful to see him look at me while I'm designing for the web, knowing that he'll never be good at it. So that's why I let him do a little adjustment, and this is the result...
I see you're at the university? Good thing, my influence is also spreading to the intellectual elite of Belgium. This is my home.

Yo James,
Everything is fine overhere, I expect to dominate the world when I will have your age.
What do you mean discover the use of your legs? I always thought they were just there for keeping your feet from a proper distance of your body, so that if you bend your legs, you can put your feet into your mouth. Some kind of placeholders.
That's right: I live in Porkearth, and I'm aware now that if you drive along the Old Earth Stoneway, I can see your house. Watch out for meeting right in between those two: maybe we'll end up in a potato field, who knows?
What do you mean by child-discriminator shop? Oh I see, that huge shop where no children are allowed, and where all children are put together while mom and dad go shopping for neat new things. I see. One day I'll have to mix a little cocktail for this shop. Many thanks to Molotov.
I also notice you don't have a private teacher for your swimming; you'll never become a professional splasher.
See you around

Dear mr. Turrekens,
Thanks for wanting to share your baby clothes, but I don't like the 60's style. According to dad you're not a loving christian human being, you seem to be built out of pure evil: first of all that is some very rude language you use on your website, and secondly, you've been very naughty by criticizing the work he does every day (development). Therefor, dad doesn't want me to get to know you. I suggest we should keep in touch.

You mean that if you send an e-mail to the person next to you, it is first sent to Norway? Is this what they call efficiency? "I did send you the necessary files, but they are currently stuck somewhere between a fjörd and the Norwegian office." Grownups...
It's a pitty you're not really really from Norway: it would have been a lot cooler. Perhaps I should do some promotion outside our country. If not, why write this in English?
I also looked at your Statoil site: dad thinks it has a neat design, I myself like the orange very much. I also like the Norwegian version of the site, with all these ø's and ö and stuff...

Watch out for that dangerous monkey sour! (I never heard that expression in my entire life)
Just a hint: let your son fill out the guestbook himself. What grownups type, is a transformed, coloured version of what the child really means. Talking about appreciating the child's talents: at least I get to type these articles, while Youri is only allowed to read them. Bad mother: you're limiting the capacities of your son! (there should be a red warning sign pointing to you, so that society knows)
Oh, and thanks for the positive response: positivity works very motivating.

Thanks! Spread the word, so that I can influence more people and Rule The World before I am able to walk! (I will be carried then, that way I can skip all that stupid walking stuff). I've also been thinking about the "making a book" thing as you asked. Sorry to say so, but grownups really don't think: how can you make a book with something that is on a computer screen!? Fold it? Origami with a 17" monitor: tssss!

I have no idea why you are so positive about my dad, but if you want him, I can sell him for a very little price. Maybe I can give you some money for him. He doesn't give me access to the internet, I just take it. And in Porkearth (Zwijnaarde), we have cable so the Old Man doesn't have to know when I'm surfing.

Thanks for being positive, these positive vibes will stimulate me in typing more meaningless nonsense in the future (my fingers are already itching)

I've been thinking about publishing a book, but that would be child, correction, baby labour, right? About those 'prefab' playgims: mom and dad are just too greedy to buy those...

Hi Brit,

I understand you prefer dutch. And it's true I write in english 'with a lot of hair on it'. Also, there's nothing wrong with our language. The idea is to reach as much people as possible, and english is the language of the internet. I have plans to translate the older texts and make future texts bilingual, so one day your dream may come true. I'm sure a lot of people would appreciate this. Meanwhile, my answer is phrased in english just to tease you, because I am the Antichrist after all remember?

If somebody out there with a profound knowledge of the english language is interested in correcting my texts, please let me know; I could use some feedback...

I understand about the sun-and-moon parents. Water and fire? Left and right? Yeah, they want to learn you the good and the bad, even if they're not sure yet themselves. Even if they don't agree. I think girls and toys are pretty much the same, but I'm sure I will see this totally differently when I'm an adult...

Thanks, Philippe. I know you personally so I will not embarras you in front of the rest of the world...

Thanks, I'll try to keep up the evil work...

It feels good to be loved (and to be me), but, don't take this the wrong way: elder women is not my cup of tea... But as always, maybe a one night hug might be a possibility...

Happy to hear this! I also can read: there are not a lot of people out there with writing-not-reading skills. My coffee mug was very happy to hear you like her: the sheep got a red blush.

Some very demonic thinking there - "it's great to see other people struggle in life" - sure you're not family? Thanks for testing in Netscape. I will change this when I'm a grown up. Then again, it might not be necessary any more...