Shikinokami wrote...
I just woke up from 10 hours sleep. Goddamn.
Not to worry. If you wish to fall asleep again, feel free to help yourself to the contents of whatever is written here!
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Summary of the contents of the diary:
1. Threw an object, hit the old man. The old man was either unconscious or dead, either way, his limp body is used as a scarecrow.
2. Herds of cows and aliens from outer space paid obeisance to that scarecrow of a unconscious body before abducting it and leaving a toilet in its place.
3. The toilet transforms, so he claims, into his fiancée who masochistically obliges to engage in some hanky-panky with the farmer.
4. Many other onlookers looked on for what they saw was two persons flailing on the ground like beached fish. They appeared to be pleasuring themselves at the sight of it though the farmer claimed that they do not possess reproductive organs.
5. He made mention about the size of his manhood and his virility. He claimed that his manhood was so large that it caused aeroplanes to crash, bombs to detonate and botched military exercises.
The day started with the farmer cleaning his face with sulphuric acid and 'wiping his chainsaw' using his pants. After this seemingly everyday routine (if one were to look past the acid and the chainsaw), he started his exercise of throwing discuses (bizarrely described as love toys in his diary) out of the attap house which he called his abode. Partaking in such an activity carried risks, not least that of causing a nuisance and possible bodily harm.
Sure enough, on that very day, an accident happened when his poor grandfather, the owner of the farm, was hit by one of the projectiles from the farmer's abode. Regrettably, that ancient man died because of that. It was not so much the bodily injury but the shock of being hit that took the poor dotard's life. Though the farmer knew it not, he was now the owner, albeit a crazed one, of the farm.