has anyone ever been so tired your head hurts....the bbc news theme tune is gay...my computer makes noises like its loading something even when I haven't touched it in half an hour...if i crack my knuckles will i get arthritis...my thumb knuckles hurt...why do terrorists blow shit up when they hate western lifestyles...what part of blowing shit up will make the west adopt the lifestyle encouraged by terrorists...obviously by blowing shit up terrorists just make the west dislike the lifestyles and ways adopted by terrorists even more...then terrorists are even less likely to get their way...thats it...just blow shit up...if i blew shit up everytime i didn't like how things are done in another country...i dont like wine...i still don't blow up vineyards...i just accept that some people do like wine and move on....i don't blow shit up...heh...there's a guy on bbc news with a combover...the sad desperation of being middle aged...how come you get paper cuts when you don't want to...but when you try to do it on purpose it doesn't work....why are chairs made of wood...when wood's hard...wood's hard and uncomfortable...if i wanted to be uncomfortable i wouldn't sit down...why do people itch...whats the purpose of having an itch...if i close my mouth and block my nose then sneeze will my head blow up....sleep....no...cant sleep...2:40am...bedtime....no...rambling...why do dogs bark at us...dont they understand that we dont talk dog....why is it ok for a dog to bite me...but if i bite a dog im considered weird...i want to bite a dog...a cocky little dog who barks...or yelps too much...walking down canal street....knocking on every door...god damn sonofabitch....i couldnt find a whore...i finally found a whore...she was short and fat...god damn sonofabitch...i wasnt fucking that...finally found a real one...she was tall and thin...god damn sonofabitch i couldnt get it in...i finally got it in...wriggled it about...god damn sonofabitch i couldn't get it out...i finally got it out...it was red and sore...the moral of the story is you never fuck a whore...and so on...im sorry...you wanted to know what was on my mind...you got it...even if you didnt like it...im too tired to care anymore...if im crazy enough to think it im crazy enough to say it...or...type it... |
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