Well, uh...

I'm here to write stories.

I... really don't care what's written here.

So... yeah.

Gosh, I'm so rude, um, here, I'll give you a link to a video!

I mean, I don't want you to think you wasted your time here on my "profile."

Because I'd feel just awful if I thought you came here and left without your life being given any betterment.

So, here, hang on a moment while I get that video for you.

Doo doo doo...

Ah, sorry for this wait. My computer is just all cluttered up with pictures for Super Smash Brothers Brawl custom stages made in the Stage Studio.

I really don't know how that works with the computer, like, how loading up my memory makes it perform slower.

I mean, when I learn new stuff in a day, I don't all of a sudden become sluggish and start going about my daily routine with decreased speed.

Hmm...

That sentence contained a bit of redundancy.

"Sluggish" and then "decreased speed."

That...

That is just appalling.

I would like to humbly ask for your forgiveness for that terribly unimaginative sentence.

Hmm...

Okay, I've recovered from my humiliation.

Apparently, my computer hasn't recovered from its inhuman slowness, though.

Huh...

Yeah, I don't like typing "(sigh)" to express a sigh.

But there's not a satisfactory expression for that when you're typing.

So, I just type, "Huh."

Except that had quite a few more dots when I typed it a few moments ago.

Hrm.

Oh, my computer's booted up now.

Lessee here, I should be able to get Firefox up pretty easily.

Wait, why do I even have a picture of a llama on my desktop?

It's a high-res PNG, it looks very nice, don't get me wrong, but it doesn't really serve a purpose on my desktop.

I should just delete it.

Here, hang on...

Aw, it's crying.

I can't...

I can't delete that llama.

It's been good to me.

Yeah, you survive, llama.

You just keep on truckin'.

If...

If you have a truck.

Where was I?

Oh, right!

Video link.

Let me get YouTube pulled up here.

Clickity-poo.

Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull...

What?

Daw!! C'mon!!

What do you mean there's a 404 error?

I hate you, Firefox! A curse upon your children's children's children!

Yeah!

Yeah, see, see you won't see the immediate effects of that, Firefox, but in, like, let's say fifty years, your great-grandkids will be all, "I hate you, Dad!"

Er... "Great-granddad!"

Yeah.

Look who's all great now, Firefox!

Look!

Look at me!

Oh, yeah.

You can't talk back.

You ain't Siri.

Let me just close this window.

Or, you know what?

I'll just pull a little F5 action here and refresh.

Oh, yeah.

Look at that refreshment.

Okay, I'm online now.

I'll go over to the web address bar...

"Youtube.com..."

Now the other bar for YouTube...

And...

Okay!

Here's your link for you!

I hope it brings you some fulfillment.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYAGB11YrSs

You're, uh...

You're going to have to figure out how to utilize that yourself.

Okay.

Good-bye.