Hello there, crickets and trolls! Has it been a week already? Looks like it's once again time for the Friday Q&A. In my blog's longest running regular feature, I like to answer questions relevant to the Fark Photoshop community. That being said, I don't have any information about why Boner's life is a miserable failure. I'd appreciate it if he would stop asking.
Q: Why doesn't TheSniperZERO troll here any more?
A: I'm not sure, and I find it a little disappointing. Responding to dozens upon dozens of inelegantly-phrased insults and contradictions used to be the highlight of my day. That all changed recently, when TSZ exiled himself to lurk mode. Such a pity, because I could go another two hundred rounds with him in a good old-fashioned flame war. Speak up any time you want to get served, TSZ. Endlessly arguing with me is certainly easier than just giving a specific apology to everyone you insulted. Such a task might take as long as ten minutes. Why waste time making us think you're a human being?
Q: Is this blog still a parody?
A: Congratulations on formulating a half-decent question. It's obvious that expending such a large amount of mental energy has depleted your meager constitution. I won't fault you for taking a nap after what has to be your greatest intellectual feat since correctly spelling your name on the SATs.
To answer your question, this blog is indeed still a parody. Our Critic may be gone, but there will always be a place for the mockery of mean-spirited elitism. In a world filled with the constant din of ranting idiots, my own idiotic rantings have served as a shining beacon of hope to anyone whom I do not specifically refer to as having some sort of mental deficiency.
Q: Can you help me become a better 'shopper?
A: Absolutely not. Unlike my predecessor the Critic, I won't even pretend that I want people's work to improve. Always remember Unwritten Photoshop Rule #36: You are only as good or funny as your opponent is not. If I were to impart all of my PS wisdom to the unwashed masses, who knows how good they might get? Talent and creativity would spread like a virus, and before long my absurdly brilliant creations would be lost in a sea of equality. The very thought makes me shudder.
That's all for this time, gentle reader. I hope everyone has a great weekend, unless you disagree with me slightly, in which case I hope rats feast upon your intestines. But only after the maggots devour your eyeballs, of course.
Stay tuned for more vivid imagery from the Doctor!









