Octothorpes & ampersands...
...and fucking XXXclamation points.
I've not written since October. Negligence, thy name is m0nkeychrist. Or vice versa. I hate when I think I know how things go, then I write them and they look weird.
I've not much to say. My seasonal affective disorder (awwww, SAD) was in full gear, then got boring, then went away, then came back, and now sort of hovers right outside the window. We've feet of snow. It's ridiculous. I've almost died like eight times cause of idiots and their inability to drive on ice. Idiots. Inabilities. Octothorpes. Ampersands.
The guy who lives up stairs fucking rented that fucking Adam fucking Sandler fucking football movie (if you ever wonder who sees shit like that, well, there you go) and is, apparently, listening to it from somewhere out of state. Fucking Adam Fucking Sandler is in my skull, reverberating obnoxiously, and it's not by choice; this is not love, this thing Adam Sandler is doing to my skull. I'm full of Adam Sandler hate.
Celebrities Who Should Never Have a Designer Fragrance:
John Goodman
Courtney Love
Cheech Marin
Fucking Dick Fucking Cheney. Cause you know that shit would smell like money and barbecue sauce. I bet that motherfucker is somewhere right now snorting rib juice through a thousand dollar bill. Then having a heart attack. Then snorting more sauce. Then having another heart attack. I bet he's got a whole damn pork roast lodged in his aorta. Motherfucker.
Donald Trump. Oh, wait...
...and fucking XXXclamation points.
I've not written since October. Negligence, thy name is m0nkeychrist. Or vice versa. I hate when I think I know how things go, then I write them and they look weird.
I've not much to say. My seasonal affective disorder (awwww, SAD) was in full gear, then got boring, then went away, then came back, and now sort of hovers right outside the window. We've feet of snow. It's ridiculous. I've almost died like eight times cause of idiots and their inability to drive on ice. Idiots. Inabilities. Octothorpes. Ampersands.
The guy who lives up stairs fucking rented that fucking Adam fucking Sandler fucking football movie (if you ever wonder who sees shit like that, well, there you go) and is, apparently, listening to it from somewhere out of state. Fucking Adam Fucking Sandler is in my skull, reverberating obnoxiously, and it's not by choice; this is not love, this thing Adam Sandler is doing to my skull. I'm full of Adam Sandler hate.
Celebrities Who Should Never Have a Designer Fragrance:
John Goodman
Courtney Love
Cheech Marin
Fucking Dick Fucking Cheney. Cause you know that shit would smell like money and barbecue sauce. I bet that motherfucker is somewhere right now snorting rib juice through a thousand dollar bill. Then having a heart attack. Then snorting more sauce. Then having another heart attack. I bet he's got a whole damn pork roast lodged in his aorta. Motherfucker.
Donald Trump. Oh, wait...
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m0nkeychrist:
Please, that snowman is so far from evil, he needs a fucking passport to get to, um, evil. The Country. Regardless, that there's a snow-friend from another time. That snow-individual is long gone. But are they ever, really? They're just way less happy. And more, like, filled with cigarette butts and used condoms...
pinkfuckermeow: