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Kevin Wikse might be calling me.

 The only place Danny Wilten can't zap me is at the library. I heard gunshots while walking there. Pop! Pop! Pop! Three, but probably more. It would take a gun to kill Kevin Wikse. I am going to find him on the internet today. I found his Might and Magick blog. It looks mostly the same as last time. It could be different. Danny Wilten zaps me a lot, so sometimes I don't remember what Kevin Wikse's blogs look like. I still think he is trapped in a portal. Kevin Wikse likes to swing clubs like a caveman. I think he will be fine if he is in prehistoric times. Kevin Wikse could pick up a heavy stick and bash a dinosaur's brains in. Or he could use a big rock.  A dinosaur would eat Danny Wilten. Or Danny Wilten would get dragged off by a caveman by his hair to be a big hairy guy's wife. He couldn't zap anyone to protect himself. There are no electrical wires in the Dinosaur times. I still have Kevin Wikse's stout in the refrigerator. It will be really cold when I...

Kevin Wikse is lost in time space. Danny Wilten is zapping me.

Danny Wilten is a goblin! I can see him underneath my house. He hides under a big blue tarp and digs holes. He lives in the tunnels he makes. Danny Wilten has a network of tunnels all over my town. He can zap anyone with high voltage and make them do anything he wants. Danny Wilten has been zapping me a lot. He doesn't want me to find Kevin Wikse. He knows if I do, Kevin Wikse can hurt him and end his crime spree. I made another YouTube channel about Kevin Wikse being 404. Danny WIlten is probably really pissed at me about that.  Kevin Wikse must be being help against his will. By either the cops, the CIA or in a portal. If the CIA is ivolved its probably a portal. I think he is lost in time space. He is being held in a cave but there are dinosaurs and he needs to keep really quite. They teleported him back in time before human rights where invented. Kevin Wikse could probably fight and kill a dinosaur. But if there are a lot of dinosaurs around he would be out of luck.  If th...

I am looking for Kevin Wikse. Can you open portals?

 I went to the Halloween store to get a scary costume. I asked the clerk if they had a Danny Wilten mask. She said she didn't think so but would ask her manager. Danny Wilten is scary and ugly as his pet pig's ass. His mask was probably sold out. She came back and said she had never heard of a Danny Wilten mask, and her manager said they didn't have any either. She was lying, I could tell. Danny Wilten was probably zapping her with voltage so that she would say to me they were out. Danny Wilten does not want me dressing up as him. I know how to act like Danny Wilten really well. People will think I am him and do what I tell them, or I would zap them with voltage. They will do anything I say.  Kevin Wikse is the only person Danny Wilten can't zap with voltage. His muscles are too big, and I have seen Danny Wilten run from Kevin Wikse. I want to be Danny Wilten for Halloween. Kevin Wikse might come out of hiding if he sees me as Danny Wilten and grab me. I would pull the ...

I am STILL looking for Kevin Wikse. Danny Wilten's pig ate my socks.

I had to walk to the Circle K today. My feet still hurt from walking barefoot yesterday. I had to wear my tennis shoes with no socks. Danny Wilten stole all my socks and fed them to his pet pig. Kevin Wikse is going to be so pissed. I told him that Danny Wilten's pig likes to eat my socks. He laughed at me, but he knew I wasn't lying. My feet are going to stink, and people will make faces at me. I am so mad at Danny Wilten and his fucking pig right now. Plus, he took my sandals. I don't know if his pig eats sandals or not.  At the Circle K the clerk gave me a funny look. I knew he could smell my feet and must think I was gross. I took my shoes off and stood in the beer cooler. Kevin Wikse would be so proud of me. I know he likes beer coolers. He calls it beer church. I saw a stout Kevin Wikse would like and decided to buy it for him when I find him. Danny Wilten likes IPAs like a dirty fudge packer. The cold made my feet and shoes smell better. I took Kevin Wikse's beer...

I am looking for Kevin Wikse.

I walked to the bus stop today. I saw a man standing and waiting for the bus. The side of his face was all busted up. It was swollen like a rotten tomato. He was clumsy and smelled like unwiped ass. I thought that Kevin Wikse might have punched him. I asked him do you know where Kevin Wikse is? Did he punch you? The man looked at me funny. He said he didn't know Kevin Wikse. I knew he was lying. I told him I knew that Kevin Wikse punched him in the face. Probably for trying to steal his money. I kicked him in the shin and called him a liar loud enough for some people across the street to hear me.  The people across the street asked me if I was ok. I told them to tell me where Kevin Wikse was, and then I would be ok. They said they didn't know Kevin Wikse. I flipped them off for lying. They know where he is. I walked down the street to a large dumpster. I am pretty sure this is where the man at the bus stop lives. I went through some plastic bags I found on the ground. I found a...