You know when things are good, or semi miserable if you are me...that being like most peoples reaction to dropping like twenty nine hits of ecstasy. Yeah as I was saying before I rudely interrupted myself....when things are good you know anything can FUCK the mood. Its like having a hard on and then noticing your woman has a black tooth grin in that vertical smile. Kind of kills the ooo and ah of the situation. Welcome to a day in my life.
Back to Wall
Ok so its late...this is a usual thing right? But a new kind of late as I have swapped from a third shift day ender to a second...so I rolled the end of day clock back about eight hours. Excitement I'm sure, like taking a well deserved shit, in the toilet or on someones face whichever you prefer....and if your a reader here I would probably vote for the later.
So lets start this one off with a bang, to everyone I work with and have to endure for the petiance called life your ego can suck my dick. Mines bigger when its inflated, and not easily satisfied. Yeah So people and their self worth gets on my fucking nerves, most of you are waste of humanity like decepticons your all in disguise. Yeah like them pictures on that there thing they call face book proclaiming freinemies and the like with a nice little picture for you to look at. Didn't Eminem mention this back in like ninety nine?
When Why How
Ya know I can go online and read where people in industry, like music, film whatever, get fired or quit a band or TV show. Ok that's fine and all you say what does it matter? Well, if you'd stop being so anal....which is hard considering you probably have a hot wheels track sticking so far up your ass you burp cars, I will enlighten you. So light a match cause then is all about when or how or why the fuck...they care?
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