OMG SILKY WHRE HAVE U BEN? UR RIUNING MY LIFE!!1
Over the last few weeks I’ve found a good barameter to understand my fans’ (that’s you, asshole) loyalty: ignore the site, and count the emails. It was not my intention to let it go quite this long without an update, but the results were staggeringly disappointing. In the five (I think, I’m not going back to count. Fuck you) weeks since my last update I received no less than 227 emails begging for a new update. Holy shit, is that the best you can do? That’s less than 50 per week, and I’m supposed to care if you have something new to read about a hobo burning, piss drinking transgender panda?
Listen, I expect a better effort from you. 227? Are you kidding me? And I’m sure like 185 of those are from the same pimple-faced college freshman who fires off emails to ol’ Silky between sipping a Bacardi Breezer and jacking off to hentai. But that’s alright. I don’t do this for you fucks anyway. It’s all for the Silk. If the Silk doesn’t think something’s funny, the Silk doesn’t write it. If the Silk doesn’t think he has something to say on a topic, the Silk doesn’t talk about it. If the Silk wants to sit around drinking beer and watching cartoons, the Silk doesn’t update his site for five weeks. My goal is to update this site at least once a week, but sometimes it’s not going to happen. I don’t want to force updates when I’m feeling uninspired, because that leads to garbage like this.
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