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welp...

trashy and I are throwing a party on Friday.
Some know about it. I hope a good number of people come. I think there's at least 20+ on the way as of now.

We're going to the Terror behind the walls thing at the ESP tonight. I don't care for such things really, but I don't mind either (I do mind, but I just don't mind going).

I was thinking about why I don't like the haunted houses like I used to, and I came up with the fact the people working the events can't touch you anymore.

Back when I was young, they would just fucking harrass people, pulling pant legs, grabbing arms, brushing faces.

That kinda behavior is a no-go nowadays. Our scray fantasies have all been sanitized.

The world just isn't as much fun I guess.

I need a relative amount of danger in the things I do, or I'm just uninterested.

In reality, the world is more dangerous than ever for us americans. Yet, we don't really have a good ol' time riding the wave of terror and mayhem. People are afraid of everything.

I watched as my boss pick up an apple core with a plastic bag the other day....as if it was a big piece of dog shit and carry arm stretched out to the trash outside our office. Of course, he was the dumb mutha who ate the damn thing in the first place, so why he behaved like that with the core just baffles me--it certainly wasn't rotten or anything.

Irrational fear and danger is no fun.

Ah well.
so kids,
get out there and get your hands dirty.
Live a little!

Oh, and come to my party and if I can, I'll make your life a little bit more treacherous, voilent and fun fun fun!!!