Yeah, So I come here and spit out some one liners to the third power, and think.....man I have done a good bit in life when I relate it to people...but at the same time, havent. Now I am a family man. Hmm in the dysfunctional sense of a stable if odd and chaotic homes goes, but that is not for this page or this line of thought. Just sitting here thinking....wow I can never do *Insert something you do when your ninteen* because it would just be lame now. I cant sneak into a club and drink beers, Im old enough to drink em legally. Im too old to sneak out of the house, its my damn house Ill use the front door. I cant sneak into my girlfriends house and fuck her, she lives here, and if I did do that Im sure I would either go to jail for statatory or wake her husband up depending on the age demographic we are talking about. See Its kind of lame when you realize, hey that shit was pretty stupid but I kinda miss the being able to do it part. No not to the point to do any of it since that would just ruin some Kids fun, and since noone really got to ruin mine....why would I ruin theirs?
Ok with that lament out of the way and Im sure your eye looking off into the dead zone now...one of the two I havent got deep enough into this shit to get the other one yet....but dont worry I have plenty of dingleberries and chalk dust left at my disposal...I catch myself looking around now....and thinking and lusting like some neianderthal retard at women again....maybe My t levels have went into some kind of viral state like my name's william berkin I dont know....but what I do know is Im feeling all this tension and epic power like I got this adonis body and all these vascular war wounds just setthing like hades himself....then I happen to look in the mirror.....and wonder why i havent just jumped off that building yet. That and the fact that I know if I get some of something strange that is actually hot out the box im gonna turn into the undertaker and need you to call father marrin clean up the peasoup and premature enjaculate all over the curtains. Yeah so what maybe I have lost that edge I developed at twenty, but you know what? I still got more than enough evil inside to qualify for the frequent flyer discount, so sit on a candle blow cause the disco ball aint dropped on my party yet.
Also if your reading this thinking Im going to be in trouble with my life partner, wife, girlfriend, soulmate....whatever you call her....life partner and soulmate definetly being frowned on as they sound quite homosexual in nature and composition and should as such share some needles with one another and help rid websters of the burden they are on humanity. Back to the subject at hand, she is one in a billion going to read this. Since if she see's its longer than three sentences....she hits the shiney red x in the corner and moves back to her pinterest and facebook updates. Yeah and you know what that works for me, I cant have my worlds colliding here....which they will no doubt do when My children grow a bit older but....as I had to learn, your parent rule your world until you decide to blow it up and inhabit a new one. That probably made no sense...but what do you expect from a guy that shot up and watched sesame street for thirteen years?
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