Dylan’s comments in Eric’s 1998 yearbook:
Hooooly shit... it would take the whole fuckin book to recount & laugh at everything this year, so just the main things I'll have to cover. Us & Zack got the BEST fuckin souvs. haha fag jocks have to get their doc martins wet. DIEEE. This is next year's section. BIFF will be fuckin chaos, video productions – I still have the list of our videos. I can't wait to dub the new freshmen, & the holy April morning of NBK ...
Ahhhh, my favorite book. We, the gods, will have so much fun with NBK! Killing enemies, blowing up stuff, killing cops! My wrath for January's incident will be godlike. Not to mention our revenge in the commons. GAWWWD sooo many people need to die. & now, a fun look at the past: (science-desk style) ((You know what I hate??? PEOPLE!!
Man....let's sum up junior year - the kool shit at least: sitting in the commons dubbing & laughing at fags (wooD-jA!) HAHAHA frisbee fags...orange mortars for them. All the midnight bowling & pool, the KMFDM & RAMMSTEIN concerts, the RMs when shit went off, ALL our deathmatches & Quake servers. I've found that, over the years, we can't beat each other: its equal as a ——— to a spade. Waterworld, EVERY year we get burnt...of course, all the amp, shit we've seen, strobe! (NIPPLE-FU!) We need to find Cavegirl Island & Enemy Gold for home entertainment. Beatin the shit out a boxes, Blackjack, smoking behind BJ, fines/fires, both kickass 4ths of July, it was FUCKIN BADASS!! SUPA ——- !!
• Dead people are the best companions, other than weapons.
• There are more than 99 ways to die....& I thought of them!
• If I don't like them, then they should change, or die.
• My black blood & yer white flesh.
• I find a similarity between people and Doom zombies.
• Stupid people are here for my amusement.
• The reason people piss me off is to test my trigger finger, & my adrenaline.
Last written book, more to come. I won't bore you with advice shit you already know. NBK will be the ultimate revenge, to our shitlists, the pigs, everyone! We'll fuckin 'Take care of business' to be sure. So, Indigo, as we near the day of fate ...AAAA FUCKIT! Just let it come. They will know when gods get pissed of... the little pussies will feel the shotgun shells & the bullets. Just like that little ——— at community service. They need to die soo bad. Now they will.
