cornink

there are two things i really hate: animal abuse and gangbangers.

i have a dream people. in my dream, i find myself in some douche-bag gangbanger's basement. there's a dog fight going on, 2 pit bulls. off to the side there's another pen where a dude is baiting another pitbull with a gimp pug, gettin' him ready, getting the taste of blood in his mouth, making him crazy.

the room is full of gangsters, talking shit, throwing $20 bills back and forth. machismo bullshit. it smells like weed and dog piss down here. they haven't noticed me yet.

i'm beyond disgusted, miles past rage. i look down, in my hands there is a machine gun. i'm not a gun guy, so i don't know what kind, but it's big, and it's loaded, and it makes me smile.

fuck yeah! with a sweeping hand of the annihilation i take aim and execute every punk-ass, wanna-be, drug-dealin', wall taggin', hand sign flashin', destined to be incarcerated suckin' his homie's dick, weak, scared little piece of shit in the place. it's raining bullets. i'm screaming like i'm on the first drop of a huge rollercoaster.

no one is getting out of here alive except me and the dogs.


that's my dream. do you like it?