2000-10-26 - 03:54:22

I received a new midget today. It's about damn time, the old one was getting pretty boring. All he did was sit around and plot against me. He tried to explode my friend Yohamini yesterday. I swear to God. I tell him everyday to stop making those damn bombs, but he never listens to me, 'cause I'm one of the "big people".

The new one's name is Sam. All he says is, "I have big balls," but he's a midget, so how big can they be, right? I think he's half-retarded or something. Maybe I'll send him back and give up the midget breeding hobby altogether. They never turn out right. I feel like a Nazi.

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