Oh? I'm insane you say? Well how about we both pull out the ink blot test and jack off on it...then you take the monkeys paw and stick it up your ass before you smell the fingers. Then we can talk about who needs help in this relationship. A working one only mind you, as I have no time or patience for another lobotomy, unless you allow it to be performed on you first, anally. Oh and bring a rubber hose, some blue berry pie and a two liter of Faygo. But pour the Faygo out and fill it back up with a mixture of milk and tomato juice that has mystery meat floating in it.
Then we can both sit down and watch blowfly girls webcam and get back down to business.
Pow wow over kids. This was a test of the live blog emergency pod crash system. If you or anyone you know needs help with understanding this...please go fuck yourself......now. Thank you.