EVEN MORE CORPORATE LACKEY WOLVERINE!!!
My God, he was there again this morning. But he wasn’t alone. He had a bodyguard. A large black man who looked like he needed a crane or a team of small children to lift him from his chair. He was glorious with his shit-head mustache caressing his chubby cheeks down to his chin.
He might have been Blob, but it’s hard to say.
I feel worse for Tracksuit Blob than I do for Corporate Lackey Wolverine, he at least has a job of some sort I think. Tracksuit Blob just seems to Ed McMahon CLW’s startup company adventures.
I got out my camera to shoot the pair, but the landmass of a bodyguard was watching me. I began to fear for my life, and then CLW spoke again. Goddamn it he needs to stop doing that. It ruins everything. I can’t be intimidated by the mythos of Corporate Lackey Wolverine when I hear a little girl with a stuffy nose voice coming out of his big barrel chest.
I think I’m becoming obsessed with CLW. There’s only one option. I have to talk to him. I’ve got to meet CLW and find out his story, it’s the only way I can put this to bed. It’s beginning to distract me from the campaign.
Posted on February 4, 2011, in America, pop culture and tagged Corporate Lackey Wolverine, Tracksuit Blob. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
hahahaha, I love CLW!
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I’d say CLW loves you back, but he has no emotion in his cold, dead heart.
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