So I upgraded my laptop…again.  Yeah nothing to distract or any good shit like that…no not a portable pussy with a mouth that bites your fingers as you type either.  No fun right?  Yeah.  Well you just put one hand on the keyboard the other on your dick and you hit them keys.  Like a disease or some shit.

Well I guess its like Heff and its Monday motherfucking fun day right?  Modern post?  Up to date?  Has he gone mad?  No bitch I been mad....at the world.  You know I come here to say but I dont say shit...and I didn't steal that from Eminem cause he never said it till after I thought it and that was in like the third grade and shit.

Out the slump and I drew the hulk.  Well ya. Well, his head anyways, lookin like hes takin a shit and its a turd the size of a baby carriage.  Might well be one since this is the grey hulk, and you know how much he likes the younguns.  Just ask Spider-man. 

Yeah. The loop hath been broken.  Like some nails on the chalk board and ilk within like the scarecrow seeking a brain I have returned.  Wait...I was just here last week?

Yeah so I found something up in the attic. Much like those skeletons in your closet....yeah the ones with cock rings and spinal meningitis.  No not flowers, what do I look like Betty c rocker over here?  So I was cleaning house, which I would say a prison term would be preferable to at this point, what with living with a closet (there's that word again) hoarder.  But back to facts...which might I add are all you ever need here...and get I aim to please of course.