User:DotheBartman
I don't know why/how I can edit someone else's pROfile. But DotheBartMan? I love you. No words can express the depth of My love and adoration for you. Ever since I saw you I've been dealing with such a helpless, mad love that made my very heart tremble. I love you so much it hurts, even now my heart aches with the intensity of my feelings. I know this is sudden, but... will you... be my weed-smoking partner?
— Love, EdolonYaoi.
"Without love, it cannot be seen." - DotheBartman
Oh, DotheBartman... you fool. You bastard. You FIEND.
Your brain cannot comprehend the Horrors that await you.
-ArcjecFeetandToes
My final farewell. Probably.
(prefacing this out of character for a second to say this isn’t because of Eddie or anything!!!! I’m just done with the bit for now!)
Horrors,
what a funny thing that is. Don’t you think?
As much as we try to comprehend, or in some cases, evade such comprehension entirely, some of it may be just fictitious in the end.
A false dramatization of something truly insignificant. Like adding songs to Infoboxes, or scaring others with a username.
In the end, the chaos doesn’t mind over anyone.
That is what I came here to show.
My recipients shall be as follows,
This shall be my final plea.
Heed my epitaph, and bring the pieces together.
message me with the answers, and you shall uncover the full truth.
THE BARTMAN’S EPITATH
A lover lost,
A cure most distasteful,
A wise clown of small proportions
A carnivorous ringmaster,
A maniac giant,
A strange medium,
A turncoat,
A parting requiem,
And in the end…
It’s all for Naught.
I sincerely hope you find the answer.
I shall see you on the twenty first moon of Iyar.
It’s been a pleasure adding song to infoboxes and literally doing nothing else.
And ArcjecFeetandToes?
Everything you’ve said, everything you’ve done.
I forgive you.
Sleep well.
DotheBartman.
