1-18-08:

WOLFSWAYZETRON!

Greetings worthless humans groveling in your fragile, crumbling structures, cowering in appropriate terror at the sight of WOLFSWAYZETRON. Let it be known that you are pitiful to him, small, pointless bags of watery, gelatinous flesh and brittle, crunchy bone. He knows how stupid you are. He sees every inch of your putrid ugliness and he laughs. He knows that you live your lives in
a fog of superstition and blind ritual, following your crazed, murderous leaders into madness like lobotomized, castrated automatons trudging in an orderly fashion towards a sad, whimpering apocalypse of your own making.

WOLFSWAYZETRON pities you.

WOLFSWAYZETRON hates you.

And WOLFSWAYZETRON will eventually, in a painful, fiery manner, eradicate you one by one, hunted like rodents across the burning wastes of your cold, blackened world, which shall fall into ruin beneath his thundering feet like so many countless others before it.

However.

Until that happens, he is willing to help you.

If you would like advice on any matter, personal or professional, please feel free to write WOLFSWAYZETRON, at the following e-mail address and he will angrily bestow his own fierce brand of learned wisdom upon you, regardless of how pathetic, miserable and undeserving you most certainly are.

ASK WOLFSWAYZETRON!