I don't have too much to say on this blog today except this. Don't let Gollum use yer bog. He just moved in next door with his gurlfriend Shirley but wants to keep his turds to himself as he likes to mold them into different shapes and paint them. The bloke is an artist and sells them doon at the market. He says hes got a bit of a creative block right now but you wouldn't think it if you looked at the toilet after he'd been, it looks like something Jackson Pollock would do, more like creative pebble-dashing.
We got into a big argument the other day when he accused me of stealing one of his turds, it seems him and Shirley get into it all the time. The lad isn't all there if you ask me. He cums up to me and says, " Its Gollum's ring, no ring for Old Knudsen" I say um ok then right you are, don't ask don't tell I mean queers can do what ever they want as long as I don't have to watch and I don't get splashed that's what I think. Not really fair on Shirley with him on the doon-low shes looking after his 12 babies and thinks that dressing up is putting on a t-shirt with only one or two stains on it.
Oops I can hear violent splashing coming from the bathroom, it doesn't look like he'll be making any figurines or turd jewelry today. I do wish he'd learn how to do a courtesy flush.
