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Now Playing: with my balls, care to join?
Topic: The Fetus Fiesta Cookbook
so you might think that i forgot about my page and my rantings and my busy schedule of hating people i've met, and people i haven't met, well smartass then you'd be right, i was so busy hating the shit out of everyone in the real world, that i forgot about all you cyberfags that just love to shove corncobs up your ass while you jerk off to spiderman comics behind the ferris wheel at the county fair. why don't you try getting off your fat ass and getting out of your little computer room and doing something useful with yourself like jumping in front of a subway or something. why did i even write this? god dammit i'm gonna go slap that twelve year old girl that i raped earlier, she's the one that told me blogs were kewl, and they're really not... what a bitch. EARF PEEPLE. I WUS BOHN ON JOOPITAH. new york to california. did you know that i'm armed with seven rounds of space doo doo pistols? octagon oxygen and aluminum intoxicants is a badass rhyme and if you don't believe me it's ok because you'll be dead of stupidity soon anyways, either that or a blown anal gasket you fuckin pansy ass pillow biter, you don't even deserve to read this.