Note to self: insert joke about the smell of feaces causing Greg to break things before this gets posted.
“Oh, hello Mr. Greg’s Dentist, how are you doing?”
“I’m fine Mr. Hardware Shop owner, I’m just here to buy some new tools.”
“Is that right? I’d have thought that you’d have to use specialised dentistry equipment.”
“No, no, this Black & Decker electric drill will be fine. And I’ll take a soldering iron too, in case I have to do any fillings.”
“…the embarrassing poundings are not worth it.”
There’s no such group, I checked.
Over 400 followers now!
Wow, you’re all terrible people for laughing at someone like this.
Nah, I’m just kidding, he bitches about stupid shit, you’re all great. Thanks a lot for following and liking and reblogging and suchlike.
You should reblog your favourite Greg quote and show the unenlightened what they’re missing out on.
It would be sweet if the blog got so big that Greg ended up hearing about it and then complaining about it via Facebook status update. It would be delightfully ironic. So much potential for sarcasm.
Love from,
The Anonymous Twat Who Runs This Blog
P.S. The ask box is on in case anyone asks something hilarious enough to post.
P.P.S. You may have noticed that I have highlighted the key words. Testicles.
I think we may have found the cause of Greg’s depression
“Typical, you go to work on a perfectly nice, problem free, gloriously sunny day and you come home and the southern hemisphere has dissolved in acid… the tills were also down at work today…
“Typical, you go to work on a perfectly nice, problem free, gloriously sunny day and you come home and there’s been a nuclear holocaust… the bread’s also gone off…”
“Typical, you go to work on a perfectly nice, problem free, gloriously sunny day and you come home and the universe has collapsed in on itself… I’ve also lost my phone charger…”
I think they all left when they noticed you logging in to Facebook.
I’m really struggling to get my head around this bizarrely oxymoronic statement.
You complete set of fannies, I can’t post the videos, I’m supposed to keep him anonymous. Thanks for the input though.
Oh God, Greg’s got a Youtube account of him playing video games and then shouting at them when he gets stuck, how do I translate this to Tumblr?
If only there was some way to restore that lost energy.
“Why don’t you ring them up to make your displeasure known and if no good comes of it, then cancel your subscription altogether?”
“No, I have a better idea: to the internet!”
