I don't know if anyone told you but I am a super power in this world, albeit one surrounded by evil wielding weapons of mass destruction behind my zipper. Yes you guessed it this is another impromptu that's wringing out every good thing it can about something so bad, it's like a Mediterranean funnel cloud hitting the lost city of Atlantis, or giving a credit card to Elton john.
Muck sticky huh? More like fuck sickly. Yeah like bangin handicap cheerleaders or dingle berry dog turds that you made up to look like mud pies. How many years late is this blog now? Just ask Matt Klemme, cause he inspired, conspired....set fire to the lines about this no talent clown that gives every straight guy he can find mega crown.
So you know it's a special occasion when I break out the killer's album and come here and spread j dub love for the holidays I fucking hate. It's like twenty seven with your weave used as a murder weapon and your stuck in the cell with a woman you could swear played King Kong Bundy on married with children.
I pour so much blood into this blog its like an aids patient, reading Machiavelli like its the bible. Yeah I got a few more one liners in me for you unassuming types that believe I have some kind of condition or Im slow, or you shit doesn't stink. Well your wrong, astroglide and Vaseline dont make for pleasant potpourri in the morning. Or how about cigarette butts and caffiene pills along with your statutory and prison sex videos.
Maybe....do I start a lot of these with maybe? I don't know maybe its Mabaline or whatever the women use these days...I don't pay much attention....so if your not going to wear makeup ladies....don't if you are...well you get the picture and if I have to explain then maybe its better if you go look at pictures on pinterest than try reading these complicated words here. That being said....I was wondering about something but it has completely slipped my mind now....So I couldn't tell you why I'm here now....other than as filler to put a little sidewall back on your gapin or cook some bacon, you tell me. No no gravy included in the white wall process.
Almost ready to go live but then again isn't that just an open grave in the sea of thought, like a sea lion fucking a walrus and telling em its OK he wore protection only to figure out that it was actually asbestos old spice and a candy apple. So you thought I was done with all that shit you read before? This is exclusive shit all inclusive and its gonna be a long time in the coming, so it should be nothing short of epic....