(Due to the last few blogs being extremely crappy, I am now attempting to get my style of writing back cos’ I was a little sad at that time and I lost my mojo for writing.)

Producer- “Well, get it back then! Or I won’t get my pay! You know what I will become when I have no pay…”

Fenrir- “Gah. Shut up and produce this *bleep* *bleep* of a show.”

Fenrir- “After that disastrous attempt to do a quest skit, I have decided to revert back to interviewing vermin and such. Well, not much a flop too but….”

*imaginary hammer falls on head*

Fenrir- “Hi and welcome to Monster Interviews by me!” *goofy laughter*

Fenrir- “We’re here to see a werewolf whose name sounds like Santa!”

Shanty claws- “My name ain’t like Santa claus!! I am a finely groomed werewof!”

*looks at outfit of Shanty claws*

Fenrir- “Uh, yeah…groomed.”

Shanty claws- *sings love songs very badly*

Fenrir- “Argh……Shut up!!!!!”

Shanty claws- “LAAALAAAALAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!”

Fenrir- “No, no, no!!! AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”

*eardrums pop*

Crew- “Run for your lives!!! AVALANCHE!!!!!!”

RUMBLE…

Fenrir- “Oh…..crap.”

Producer- “Guessing it should be time to end this interview…”

Well that wasn’t so bad, was it?

(Extremely harsh comments accepted, though reluctantly.)