"WELCOME to the very first installment of Candid Comments brought to you by TitanZone.com and sponsored by the Titan Entertainment Network! I am your host Chris Candid, and I must tell you I am very excited to be here. But, where am I you ask? I'm in the luxurious... (Chris Candid notices a roach crawling from out from under his desk) spacious.... (Chris Candid stretches his arms out scrapping his knuckles on his small studio apartment's wall) and yes cozy.... (Chris Candid attempts to zip up his winter coat more as it is 30 degrees outside with no working heater in the place to speak of) ... headquarters. I will have joining me momentarily, the one and the only, the main man behind the scenes, my boss, the guy who should be your boss, and my best friend in the whole wide world, the Founder of TitanZone.com -DAVID DANIEL TYRRELL- DD F'N T himself will be HERE, yes RIGHT HERE TONIGHT! Hey wait a minute..."

Chris Candid looked out the window of his studio apartment and could not believe his own eyes. He then thought to himself as the web cam on top of his computer still recorded every moment. 

"Who is this guy coming over here at this hour of the night? That's not Dave. This dude looks way to huge to be him. I could have sworn I paid the rent this week. My land lord shouldn't be sending anyone here just yet to collect? What the HOLY HELL IS?!!?..."

A very large man, easily 6'9 and over 400 pounds is seen looking in the peep hole of Chris Candid's apartment door. Candid in a stroke of "genius" turns off the switch to the lights. Of course he forgets that this same switch powers all of the rest of the electrical appliances in his house. It looks like he will have to reset his VCR, DVD, microwave, and alarm clock. Plus he will have to redo the web cast he forgot to save and the web page he was working on before the "smart move".

The large man began to pound on the door and shout to whoever may have been on the other side. The thuds began to get louder and lounder as there was no answer. Candid hunched in the fetal position "hiding" from whoever it was trying to gain access to his humble abode.

"Come on, open up in there! I know you are there! You owe me a god damn explaination, boy! Come bring your scruny little punk ass out here so we can settle this like men right now!"

The large man looked angry. He looked like he was ready to really hurt someone. Beeds of sweat rolled off his brow despite the cold, as the man began to pound on the door one last time.

"If you don't open up this door boy there will be HELL to pay! You know you had no business screwing around with my sister! I know it was you who knocked her up! She's 16 for Christ's sake! That's it! I'm not wasting any more time! I'm getting my baseball bat! If you're not out here by the time I get back, then... then... I'm getting my GUN!"

Heavy footsteps were then heard as the large man walked down the sidewalk to his section of the apartment complex to retrieve his various "assortments" he might need later. Chris Candid took a phelm filled gulp as he whispered to himself:

"This guy is going to kill me!"

[ To Be Continued ]