What do you do when you cant trust your crew?  Or when you dodo it turns red and smells like a watermelon blow job over at the abortion clinic?  Why you come here to read this blog....and send you spam monkey bullshit Korean shit eaters over here to blow my head up like a tranny enjoying a doctored up San Francisco treat as I retreat back to my domicile of decay.  

OK so I'm going to go out on a limb here...and hang from it.  Fuck it you need a shock right? Am I right?  Or what you said?  Wait no its what I said and its fuck it again.  I'm watching this video with cold play....he's pretty fucking gay I know, but its got Rhianna in it...and I want to say she isn't hot...but she just has this way of being bad in most of the shit I have seen her in...admittedly that is a small amount but hey...when does a man need a lot of exposure to say that bitch is bad?  It can be a glance which usually shows you more than is true since indeed...your bitch ain't bad or certainly is not good.

Dee Snider up in this bitch, panty hose and rhino shit for the masses I'm gonna wax fantastic all up in this motherfucker.  Doesn't that sound like some kinda drunk shit you would say while dressing like Micheal Phelps smoking a crack rock and reading the bible?  I was rockin out watching some old comedy....rockin out?  Hmm rock out with your cock out?  The nineties called.....fuck it whatever dicks and dildo death for all how about that one nineties?

You ever feel like your just sitting there...taking shits on yourself all the time?  Not gonna even bother wiping since your life fucking stinks like thirty three dead bodies in a sauna already anyways?  Then you start to do that thing.....you mature somewhat again anyways...even if your like forty...and think, wait a minute.  Why the fuck am I sitting here shitting on myself when all I gotta do is take some initiative and get a fucking diaper?  Well, you get the point if you have been with us these last years....the diaper is initiative for those that shit themselves then eat it....and are not following the logic...get some food stamps for fucks sake you smell like shit.

Just for the yucks I come here and say words like oddie rhino plasty nermol neurotic fucks and spaghetti shit stain and tide flavor sucks. But that's why everyone comes here isnt? LIke two people a year come here to get traumatized and lobotomized listening to me lament about a life that isn't warped enough to get a check and not bad enough to go all Cobain. Maybe I just bitch a lot, but if i do it you don't have to....and the shit I say is like a lesson in perspective...one that most people would never let you learn. See I bring this shit real between the lines, like a married woman between the sheets I'm like a guilty pleasure, that cucumber that keeps her cumming....a diesel that's just blastin the ozone with oil like a shit stain on the world...its so big and so bad the aliens wont come to sodomize you so you can stick a dollar in my stocking for that like your name was Satan...er Santa.