The joke here is not the same joke it was going to be when I started out.
Your name is GONBIR STUSIM. You recently left your HIVE for personal reasons and now reside in a SHABBY HOLE IN THE GROUND. You have no HOBBIES as such but enjoy loafing around the place and doing NOTHING MUCH. Your apathy is such that your BELONGINGS still mostly reside in the TEMPORARY STORAGE RECEPTACLES you used during the move. These are strewn randomly about in such a way to prove an occasional nuisance, partly to you but mainly to your LUSUS, which being a GIANT BLIND CATERPILLAR is not adjusting all that well to the move, tending to BUMP INTO THINGS and generally struggle to navigate.You avoid contact with the outside world wherever possible, although with some persistence acquaintances are often able to occasion a BEGRUDGING RESPONSE. You are basically a TWO-MINUTE DOODLE who does not in any way warrant such a WALL OF TEXT; furthermore, you are doomed to perish soon in an EXTINCTION-LEVEL EVENT.
Your trolltag is biographicallyHazy and you are by habit a troll of few words.
True story; happened to a friend of mine.
