Simp to simple like a red rash and a dish rag over on the sink by the bathroom with what may well resemble…dare I say poop on it. Yes, That is your dramatic you cant believe he still thinks or says random insane shit like that line of the week. You know I could say it is hard to come here and say this…write that..smoke crack.
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So what do ya want from me? To see if I know the meaning of the word and shit? To see if I can see straight and type the letters? To test my fucking gangsta and ask if I am an OG and if i'm down with what some other motherfucker would do? Do you want a glimpse into some broken emotional slam the table state from a motherfucker? Do you want to walk in these fucking shoes?
Looking back i realize i never really got it....wait. That songs old. mainstream. Wanna be metal. Yeah I did it on purpose. Are you still reading? Or Do i have to get my hulk smash face out on your ass. I bet you'd like that though...seeing how you came here of your own free will and shit.
So what do we talk about here? Something old something new...something borrowed something green in hue? Donahue? This was just your life…should I say that and be like Metallica? Or should I put the notorious…and other strangeness moniker behind it…..that would get you going wouldn’t it? Maybe put in a Marxist remark there…about a closed casket at a black church…for a Klan members funeral.
It seems everything that gets broken..if I fix it...reveals something else broken. Really fucking sucks. I think I will just buy a new one like we do in America....stick to fixing one or two things and say fuck the rest since..well fixing stupidly broken shit that turns out more broken...is just a waste of fucking time and effort.
End of tirade. period forever. Well now here we are again worse than Howard Stern getting beat by the LAPD with a diabetes gun in a van down by the river under cover of a golf caddy named Pinto. Yeah you thought again the world was safe and you could stray back to my side of them track…..marks. This time though maybe you have hit on something more than just your cousin for once…note how I did not say bigger…since that would be a feat in and of itself past the rapture.
Gonna come up in this Blog like my name was bill. Cosby, doin cosplay...your the naked drugged harlot and I am the beast. Yeah. I know you know you like that. Since that fifty shades of gay movie....based on the elementary school mommie porn a thon came out that is.
You know I guess I used to come here to vent. But I dont need to so much anymore. Yes I know I'm a nice guy now for the most part. Well I'm not so angry, I suppose I have matured and all that.
I wanted to tell myself this was done. But I can fucking feel it. Its like real talk, y'know what I'm sayin? No fuck that. I dont have anything to say. I never really do. I just want to get back to what it was I had before and you know it.
And if you dont then stow it cause Ima throw it up all over you like my name was Jeremy. First name Ron. Well I didn’t start this one off with that infamous so line….and you’re here to wonder whats on the itinerary for the most famous doctor since dookie Houser but I ain't down for any dudes trousers…so don’t call me Mayim Bialik….since I'm an insane murderer and quite possibly the first every meth addict alcoholic to hold down a job like Dahmer meets Bundy and get on the boob tube like my name was gates…..
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