Good morning ladies and gentlemen, I'm JaBlack the Sudden News Correspondent. As you might have noticed, the blog site was down temporarily. The reason was an accident I had, during the school holidays. Due to the absence of this, and CrankerZ's maniacal hunting down of the Mammoth, we missed the new season of Survivor. So, our bad.

It all started with my day off. I was in my favourite garbage pile looking for something to eat for my breakfast, when I found this beautiful potato skins. The moron didn't even cut it properly, and there was bits of potato left in the skin! I slowly place the end of the potato skin in my mouth and savour the taste.

However, before I even chewed it, I felt a blow at the back of my head, and before I knew it, a giant hairy, potato-smelled hand reached into my mouth, and yanked the potato skin out. I was outrageous. My motto was "To never let anyone steal my garbage." next to "Rotten cabbages are the best!". So I decided to engaged in combat.

The gigantic potato-robbing son of a gun turned out to be the Mammoth. He was in a rage. Turns out that he had escaped the Survivor game before it had ended. I quickly called CrankerZ to help me dispose of this inorganic son of a b*tch. However, CrankerZ was busy out hunting the Loch Ness monster in New Zealand, and I was all alone.

It was not long before the winner was found. And it was the Mammoth. I laid defeated, on the ground while he roared and drooled all over my body. Then, he turned head over heels and ran as fast as his stubby legs can carry a 500 - pounds of walking blubber, oil and fats combined.

Right now, I'm in the hospital garbage facility, as I always found this the best place, writing my story. I swear that the Mammoth would be brought down, by my bent plastic knife. Why plastic knife, and bent one, you could ask. The reason being, all the thrown knifes in the garbage have snapped ends, blunt, and always covered in an odd substance that might be blood. It oddly looks like a murder weapon, too.

This is JaBlack, having my morning garbage in the hospital's garbage disposal facility, ending this report. Please be on the lookout for the Mammoth as he had turned into a frenzy ever since the Survivor incident. Our motto is, "If you bring a potato with you while walking on the street, please have your last will ready."