Fuck, with a name like that, I should just be the new Don King.
Uhhh.....it's only a minute later after I wrote the last one. I wish I could just write this down or have someone tape all the shit I'm thinking about instead of just fucking typing it down. And when i fuck up, it makes me lose focus, so it's like, fuck.
You know what I mean?
Of course you don't. You don't even know that you're inside reading shit like this when you should be out slaughtering people like me.
Fucking hang me to die somewhere.
That'd be fun for once. I wish I had a blunt right now though....I'd be a lot happier with a blunt in my hand while I type horror classics like these.
Because seriously. I don't know if you haven't realized, but this shit
typing to you
for your enjoyment
takes
a lot
out of my time
of watching chubby porn and trying to think of ways to become world leader.
And with a blunt, i'd be a lot happier. I mean. Just a chat with Mary with Alice in the room would be nice. I'd like to see how those two would get along. I should just chill in a dark room with myself for a while. Or just go skydiving with a knife pointing upwards at my chest, so when i fall from Hell knows how many flights that is up in the air...
how many feet are in a fucking mile?
fucking.....wait, how much?
anyway....yeah nigga if I so happen to live from falling that high up, the knife will kill me.
I have a whole bunch of nothing to say and I like that.
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Lol you think of ways to become world leader while watching chubby porn?
IT'S KINDA MY FETISH.
sorry caps lock.