I remember when I went Gonzo.
*Downs Gin and starts weeping uncontrollably*
It seemed like such a big number, like such a big number? Why? Why didn't I stop? Oh God, WHY? Now I'm trapped here. I can't leave, I have to post more and more now other wise that thing'll come back, that ghastly thing that shouldn't walk this earth. You see UNKNOWNINCOGNITO, they get you at a 1000. Thats when it happens. Only those that have such little lives can witness the truth as you see, who'll believe the ramblings of someone with one thousand posts on a forum. I know it's coming back, I'm nearly at 4000 posts, quadruplegonzo...
It's horrible, so horrible. Those hooves, the rancid breath, the mattered mane, oh Jesus, why me, why has this happened to me? I know why, it comes for Gonzos. It feeds on our posts about "the good old days" and the things that we have held here. It was created recently, just after the biggest circle jerk ever held, the pictures please thread, you wouldn't remember it. That probably drew it, it knew this would be a good place to feed. To start off we accepted it, we even loved it. Some of us wanted to own it... some of us still do. Those poor souls, those poor damn souls! Driven to insanity they aspire to own it, to even love that monster, they see it as a figure of beauty, as something to show off. I hear that someone claimed it as his own, he doesn't even know what it does to men, he doesn't even know! Nobody will listen to me though, they're either insane or think the same of me... no, I'm the only one who knows the truth, the only one. The others are doomed, doomed to despair and insanity.
It'll come for you UNKNOWINGINCOGNITO, it'll come. Just you wait, it'll bide it's time and hang on for the perfect moment. I'll tell you to run but I know you can't, when you reach 1000 posts you've shown that you can never leave, even if you want to with all your heart. I've tried recently but I can't stop posting, I'm too far in. Eventually I'll reach 4000 and it'll show itself again. I'll be read for it this time, this time that pony will not get the better of me. It thinks it can beat me but I'm prepared, I have the things I need and even if I fail, I'll go down with a fight.
Of you didn't know? Well, thats right, the Pony... from the Pony badge... is what haunts my dreams. A creature of evil and pure hatred, it isn't from this world man!
... it isn't from this world...
Poniosity... thats what they call it when you become so demented and warped from the pure evil of that creature that you start to love it! It happened to some faster than others, those poor bastards.
Now go, get out of here kid. Prepare yourself for what you'll face. Don't try to stop posting, it'll only become more angry. Hopefully insanity will claim you quickly, it's much easier that way...
...much easier than facing that thing alone.
