Dear Bradley,

You're an idiot for thinking even remotely that a Blog will have any therapeutic effect in your miserable existence; however, some people just can't get enough of you. So why not throw a bone?!
- Yeah, i guess you're right 'Inner Conscience', you always know the right things to say.

So where to start then? I know. How about a Story. :D Would you like that audience? I bet you would. Alrighty then, lets get started. A story!

It all started on a lonely winters night. I sat lonely in front of my computer, the monitor blazing at my face, illuminating the pitch black room with flooding array. I adjusted myself comfortably as my trouser fell to my ankles and- .. Uh.. never-mind, that's probably inappropriate.

Um.. What about that time when we were on. No wait.. that was illegal...
How about tha- Wait.. no.. she died...
Oh i know, what about introducing yourself?.. Laaaaaame.

Okay, so, I'm Bradley, I'll be your guide here on our wondrous adventure through the mind of.. Well.. Me :) And I'd just like to kick things off by saying 'You're Awesome'. Yeah you, you right there reading this :) I love you :)


...
Aha, yeah, no.. just kidding, i want you to die.
Preferably painfully. I'll settle for moderately agonising though i guess. How many more words do i have to waste before this post looks professionally well crafted from a first glance? Oh boy, guess i should probably talk about me and stuff.
But there's really no point! You already know me if you're reading this. And I only have a fan base of like.. I don't know, 6 billion (But who's counting lol). And that's just the last time i checked :/

Oh,  i know. Lets make this a lame cast off 'omg guoys this it totaly gonna be my year o.O 2k11 luvin that speshul sum1 xD LOLOLOL' post. That'll be cool. No it really wouldn't. So instead, I think I'll just leave you with a picture of me from my school days. I got in the Newspaper! I know right! :D My mother was so proud of me...

(Embarrassing i know, right? Look at that Haircut!)