| | That is because she only says BAD things about me on her Xanga.com/Internet site in poetic form, kind of like an artsy douche.
I have a rash on my stomach. The scabs are forming and I am thinking about picking them. My sister today flung a scab from her scalp into my cereal. I was eating Frosted Flakes. Maybe she should keep her gross frosted scalp flakes away from my dinner.
I've been thinking lately about how annoying little kids are. I would really like to stab them all in the faces with a fork. Preferably a fork at the end of my penis, so I can "fork" them in more ways than one.
I lead a very dull, uninterested life. Except for all the run-ins with the police and my horrible drinking problem.
I wish my feet didn't smell so bad. I once wore my shoes to work without socks on and somebody asked: "It smells like a sewer pipe broke in here".
I once stuck a Q-Tip in my ass and smelt the tip. Am I banned yet? Xanga is very boring to me. I'm glad all my stupid ideas are used up. My life is more exciting than this shit.
Time to hit the old dusty trail. What's that Benedryl shit I put on there?
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