My name Agnes and this is my blog. In it I document my search for
missing popstar Winona Darling. To accomplish this I’ve spent the past
couple months pretending to be an up-and-coming singer who never wears
pants. Why? Well…it’s complicated. The best place to start with
these things is at the beginning. To get there, click here.
75. Tyler Dash is a @#$% A#$%&@*!!!
That stupid Tyler Dash! So of course when I pull up to the club, Tyler is at the front door surrounded by reporters and confused fans asking him questions about Winona and the picture I TOOK! From what I could make out, WiMANa-slash-Ralph-Fifferell ran off stage once everyone starting booing and hasn’t been seen from since, and Twinkie is missing too. Surprise, surprise. I tried to push my way through the crowd around Tyler but there were too many people so I just yelled a bunch of expletives in his general direction. This got his attention pretty fast. He tried to make his way over to me but the crowd wouldn’t let him through so I made some offensive harnd-gestures and stomped off. Now I’m sitting in my car trying to figure out my next move…and eating more Cheetos. Wait a second, is that Ralph walking toward my car? I can’t tell because he’s dressed as himself and not Winona. He looks pretty mad too. I’ll get back to you in a bit.