A failure to communicate like the geriatric strangler with a dirty heroin needle full of autonomous autopsy, you say you can fuck but can you give a bitch a lobotomy through the ass thought not cause your not even the monkey with Valium you claim to be...bunch of destitute simian's without a thought to speak let alone anything to match my home wreakin prowess of self deprivation and diaper rash, I bet you drink so much beer so you can stick the cans up your ass and fart in em, then pop that shit in the fridge and save it for later cause your nothing more than a life hater, you cant accept the obese plot of your plight that makes the mirror sick to the sight shittin out your ears inst a healthy way to live your life either in case you didn't see that article in TV guide wait sorry I know your illiterate cause of course...fuck me blind turds cant read :D you should smile when you read this cause you know you only hurt the people you love and you know me I love everyone so very much....I'm like a smurf in iron man armor and I got a chainsaw dildo attachment added in ninety seven just for your viewing pleasure like the pressure you feel when I stick it in after I soaked it in some aids contaminated water for about six hours one for even inch your butt holes gonna grow and dont think to cry cause that shit just makes it worse and makes me want to make you die with my planet of the apes mask and my clown hat I'm gonna show you why a guy would dress up like a giant bat, you got a nurse outfit and a rascal now you need to call Adam Walsh the phantom flasher great American disaster fruity leprechaun bastard...

And that is your thought for the day, read it live it love it feel it children. This blog has not been brought to you by Christianity or moral decency.

Thank you everyone. Good Night.

I need a dirty needle enima and some pigtails to pull on. This is why they make medication folks....This after the sequel to my stroll in the ghetto from way back, only further down the dracula road with no fucking street lights, see what you did now I lost my train of thought...I think I need to smoke a rock or something since I cant take any new sacrifice to my evil altar. But thats ok one bad week I can deal with, i been doing better but this shits like getting burned in a house with alcohol and salt thrown all over you then someone gives you a carebear and expects it to be alright. But what they didnt say is the care bear was sewn togteher with asbestos and aids needle thread. Yeah wouldnt that be a way to say your turning over new leaf, but I digress once I can get out of here I'll be ok, since I can get medicated and drink a beer then return to the weeks grind....which keeps me off making womd and shooting them off at the local orphanage. If this blog sucks blame it on the weather cause that shit put worms in my brain and then set em on fire. Yeah. So go eat some spam and put on a charlston heston mask cause you know its the only thing that allows you to strangle hookers and eat abortions without feeling like you need help. You know what this is how I feel right now...

In all truth I only wrote this blog to enforce/impose/brutally drill deep into your subconscious my need for donations since I have been doing this random blog thing once every three years eight times a day for far to long uncompensated and its getting pretty fucking hard to find material I'm even willing to write as of late due to having to work so much due to you not giving me money for my efforts. See if you had donated I would have some proper English literature skills and wouldn't use words like FUCK so much, I would be better rounded instead using something like..."fornicate".
But hey the economy's down there's a new election this year and I'm gearing up for decision 12 like a serial rapist at spring break.....but until then....

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I've been looking at human nature, behavior again of late and I'll tell you its atrocious. Well the lack of innovation is, just how much we repeat the same mistakes or just fail to do anything but fail and not see the Forrest for the trees. Its like saying "I'm not a racist I just hate anyone different". Its like telling someone with a job to quit and get a new one Ie; better one. Really? I mean I didn't know that was the fucking point saying you wish you had a better job. Ah the logic of some outside voice is surely going to make a miracle beam of holy light shine down and just beam the money right into you checking account, wallet, g string or wtf ever you stick your money in. Sometimes people have to be people. Sometimes you just need to listen to what they say, maybe identify? They will eventually figure it out or die that's not mine its from a quote I was told by someone famous....I seriously dont remember who....but hey that's true shit there. And if you think any of this I have said is full of shit, just look back on the date of my blogs.....I'm back here of all places...again like a circle jerk of words, shooting obscenity and discouragement out like a whale trying to fuck a cross dressing chimpanzee. Just look around.

Its cold in here. I mean like really, my fingers are freezing and shit. You see how I suffer to bring you these messages from my sponsors? Yeah get the check book cause Ima put a collection plate out for the next one.

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when there's still so many people in the world with nothing but time and ky on their hands. Its hard to be this intolerant you know, Im taking donations, no dirty needles or used condoms plz, just cash check or blow jobs *women only* sorry Mac.
So its getting hard to squeeze out anything else here since I don't keep up with the news its like being constipated after you
swallowed a fucking hand grenade and the only thing keeping it held is when you clinch your butt checks really tight.

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OH well on to the big subject line up top...Post Christmas....unless you commited suicide so everyone would always remember you and to totally shit on Christmas forever you might....Might if your on drugs or are an alcholic be reading this blog, if not then fuck you noone loves you anyways.  Why isnt he talking about christmas you say?  Why the fuck would you wonder that if you ever read one of my blogs.....you know I cant keep shit strait I'm like using Ray Charles for a gettaway car driver.  That or maybe I just dont have anything to say and Im just here with a desperate cry for help  like a baby crib next to an oven with a gun in it.....Pre New Year...this is a better spot of shit for everyone cause you get resolutions, you know all the things you wont do before you die since your probably fucking stuck just like me on some miscreant bent mission to spead words malcontent to the masses so they have something better than their next suicide note to think about.  That sentence was so long I dont even remember what it says, maybe its the lack of drugs.....weed goes great with anthrax after all, so puff puff pass...maybe get a clown mask and fuck a blow up doll filled with heroin needles and pippy longstocking posters...Im far out of the field now....better call alien Jesus to save me.....and remember its almost new years so if you got something so fire Smokey the bear would pop up......throw it at me...ill bring a catchers mitt....

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I dont get why so many fucking people are so goddamn retarded and dont get checks in this world.  I swear their fucking ancestors must have fucked monkeys or something and they are the missing link.  I think there is truly something wrong in my brain because ive been able to live so long and maintain my sanity in an open casket diarrhea brain surgery.  Makes me fucking sick, I cant even think strait now cause someone said something I couldnt believe. Yes, Hi.  Thats all it takes in this podunk fucking cocksucking recluse home for the terminally brain fucked, i swear you could shit in a chimps empty skull and find something smarter.  I lost my place because just thinking about another day in society makes me feel like im about to have a bout of explosive fucking shit coming out of my mouth so violently my eyes pop out to accomodate the turds. Fuck this blog and fuck you if you dont like it i dont care beyond the point of being a nihilist now and go on and say im some emo with a chip and Ill eat your fucking kids, i dont need your shit and the world dont need theirs.

I come here today to say I dont know what to say other than that I want to pull out a machette and reinact deep throat with a woman dressed like a mime who has blown a monkey while she sings show tunes.  This train of thought is like eating pills that just came out of a pile of someones exlax aids covered post mortem flatulation.  Then you ask....is there a point to this blog?  My only response is to stare with my milky eyes into a toilet full of tomatoes and soft boiled eggs covered in tobasco sauce, all while asking when Elvis is gonna come back.  


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Ok. Now that I caught your attention, This is a blog that comes to you courtesy of blue balls. Ok. After that word from my sponsor, maybe I can continue on to more serious thoughts.  I have noticed in my years not traveling abroad, the odd corruption that seems to have permiated the NES generation.  Well it didnt take years to figure it all out, but the first place I go when I think of odd childhoods?  Super Marios Bros.  Yes thats right.  How fucked up is a Ron Jeremy look alike in a red hat eating mushrooms and swimming in sewers??  What is that shit?  You eat mushrooms to get bigger longer lasting erections, live forever and be able to break bricks in a single bound?  Or go down a pipe step on some retarded midget eat a flower and all of a sudden you got a fucking flame thrower?  What kind of drugs are you doing??  I mean Ive done drugs and I didnt see flying turtles hang out with midgets shoot up and try to fuck a princess.   Well maybe I would but my luck would be I would do the drugs get a labotomy from donkey kong, then some midget would fuck me. All this after they stuck a fecal covered aborted mushroom midget fetus needle in me full of spaghetti.  I really need some better drugs...the kind where you can pull your face off and turn into John Travolta....or Malcolm X....The kind that make you put on a turban flush a baby with a thermite diaper then yell out ala and turn into the Beltway sniper...now thats some good shit.  




Ladies and Gentlemen...this has been a half assed effort by a man with balls bluer than Papa Smurf's.  So I leave you with this suck it fuck it feel it kneel for it....PEANUT BUTTER.