Another year another offensive Blog

Well seeing as how I turn 30 in what a day now and have shit to do right now I thought I would just come and mind fuck the audience again with yet another bunch of incoherent offensive lines of organic not orgasmic bullshit.  But I bet you wished I had wrote orgasmic....since Americas fuck Nazis communities love that shit behind closed doors. 

Ya its odd how every other country shocks and appalls us here yet we have the sickest fucks under the sky right here.  You could call it the nieghbor hood watch you could call it the boyscouts fuck I don't care.  And I know Im using conjunctions to start sentences and I dont use proper grammar...but...you know what?? I bet the teacher that taught you english...ya that lil old ladie is one of said nazis...I bet shed pay to get some debaucherous sleezey time with a dildo a monkey and a pint of moonshine any day expept sunday.  See most all of us have those fucked up things we do, which outside of raping and killing one another eating each other...eating shit, drinking piss etc.  arent so much abnormal.  I think its why shit like two girls one cup lit such a fire...those folks that wanted to puke just couldnt accept the fact that things like that happen and that maybe they liked it.  I didnt find it arousing...but it sure didnt shock me, you pour a bowl of cerial in the morning...they just get someone to shit in their mouth.  Yet now I ask myself...wheres the offensive side of this blog?  Should I say something about Barrak Obama?  Should I comment on the economy and how we will get a trillion dollars worth of dirty needles shoved up our asses over the solution?  Nah.  You hear that everyday.  Same shit everytime I look in the paper....and you wonder why people read it to take a shit?  What I wonder is how you listen to so much shit and dont get constipated.  Im here to offer a suppasitory.  And of course Ive lost my  train of thought again, guess thats what old age and too many trips to the planet of the apes will get you....or maybe it was all those hyperdermic abortion covered blow jobs I got from those anorexic hookers in the back of a church bus at the saint pattys day parade when I was twelve years old....I dont know. 

Ladies and Gentlemen....penut butter has left the building!  So take your sweaty aids and go play with some jelly donuts and big foots balls. 
Thank you and Good evening.