Membership withdrawn by request
Date registered: Apr 2006
Vehicle: A red Vimana
Location: the pale blue dot
Mentioned: 1 Post(s)
Quoted: 1120 Post(s)
I fucking hate you guys . Everybody hates you guys . My brain hurts when I remember you exist somewhere in the world. I'm not joking. I get this really sharp pain right behind my eyeball like lightning. Not quick like lightning, but it lingers for a few minutes, so more like a lightning ball. And it hits me hard, knocks my big ass out. The last time I got this pain I thought I was having a fucking stroke.
A FUCKING STROKE due to your sorry punk ass. As I was having my last thought on earth (so I thought) I was thinking about how much I wanted to see you dead. Dead hanging from a wooden fence post in an Iowa cornfield, your gangly limbs stretched out across the splinters of American misery. Dead like the ghosts of my past, I had beaten them all, and they only haunt me slightly compared to this displeasure at seeing your blog's. In my last moments of life, before the final flickering of consciousness departed my earthly vessel, I made peace with the knowledge that even though you may continue to exist and spread your vile filth upon the world, I would be dead, and would not have to witness this perversion of a human form anymore. I was free from this rage for a minute.
Then I didn't die. I was so upset.
Goddamn it OT, I fucking lived through it. Now my entire right side is paralyzed, I drool when I slur my speech, and now my testicles get wet when I piss. Just like you, you fucking giraffe. You would think a dude as tall as you would have a penis long enough to reach past his scrotum. Remember: giraffe, not elephant. Oh what the fuck am I saying, you probably cannot comprehend what I am saying to you. I probably lost you somewhere around "I piss on my testes", when you probably pinched your infinitesimal wang and began to stroke. Remember, more than three shakes is masturbation.
Oh man. I cannot even go on writing this horseshit. You aren't worth me thinking about anymore. I'm going to do some new age self help program to help me forget, hypnotism doesn't work, I still sit up at night blind with anger that you are alive, hypnotism only brought out deeply recessed memories on why I hate you so very, very much. Oh and Merry Chistmas .