You ever want to recreate that scene in Scarface where the guy gets hung from the helicopter? No, not with someone else.....not this time. I mean when dealing with these reprobates that pass for something resembling mouth breathing inmates speak to you and you just want to jump out the window and into a noose hanging from an already waiting chopper.
So Ive been thinking. Well im lying I dont really think, ever. Believe it or not, I dont go around thinking...or as my Dad would call it...Pondering. I dont do that shit it only leads to bad things, trust me I know and wrote a book or three about it by now. No I was thinking about all the odd shit you think or I think...and believe its unique to you.
I'm probably on a roll like a stone thrown at a glass house, where a mime rapes his wife nightly with a huge strap on dildo. Yeah Penis envy is only better if the clown is crying and high on mescaline lolicon and barbiturate donuts. Or was that a blog I wrote sixteen years ago...I mean Ive been doing this shit so long I forgot when they shot Kennedy....
Did you ever want to ass fuck a skeleton but couldn't figure out which hole got you the most into it? Or ever dig up a water main just to stick it in a fat girls ass and the run it back out her mouth and into your own ass....as some kind of existential enema? I sure know I haven't but hey its an idea....an an idea is a start.