fat bouncer
	I don't have any pictures of this guy, but anybody who frequents that popular local meeting place for young people known as the Crypt will know who I am talking about. I hate this bloke with extreme vengeance because he won't ever, EVER let my mate Emily Atkins into the club. What a wanker. They accept Hollies N.U.S. card as I.D. (and she isn't even old enough to go to college yet), the one and only time I got I.D.'d there they accepted my N.U.S. card, but the fat bouncer won't accept Atkin's N.U.S. card. Also, they always let all sorts of underage types in without I.D.ing us at all, but the fat bouncer always picks on Atkins. Poor Atkins! Stoopid haygomosexual. I hope he catches lice and blood poisoning and an uncurable degenerative bone disorder, then falls over and makes a hole cus he's so fat and the hole he makes is so big that he can't climb out and he has to eat his own limbs in order to stay alive but nearly dies of starvation anyway and then he gets dragged out by a huge savage rat who makes an incision in his abdomen before climbing in and eating all of his vital organs then pulls out every hair on his body with a pair of tweezers one by one so that he's just a head and a hollow torso with no organs or limbs or hairs and just when he thinks he's going to saved because some brownie guides have found him and called an ambulance he gets run over really slowly by a huge steamroller which crushes him to death from the bottom up so his intestines are forced out of his nostrils and his eyes pop out and his brain is forced out of the top of his head and he doesent pass out or anything so he feels all the pain and then stays alive as a red stain on the pavement and goes through a thousand tormentuous agonies every time a car runs over him.
		I hate you fat bouncer! DIE, FAT BOUNCER, DIE!