Sunday, January 21, 2007
ANSWERS IN THE FORM OF A QUESTION
Current mood: distressed
So the other day I was kicking ass at a certain game show while sitting with two old heads.They kept telling me to shut up 'cause they wanted to hear it for themselves and the woman said she loved to hear the HOST especialy.
Im sitting there bored out of my mind when I get the idea to include the two old folks in my game.I tried to act like I was having trouble with the answer so they butted in telling me how its done 'cause old folks love to do that shit.It was part of my master plan though.I intended to have fun pissing them off by getting dumber with each question the easier the question the worse I got until the man said" jesus H. christ son I know you knew that answer we just got through talking about that".At this I said well it got you two ancient fuckers out of your seats didnt it?
Well after our game show marathon which consisted of only two but that is for me a marathon, 'cause I personaly think gameshows suck ass, I was getting ready to leave and tried to find the oldies I was sitting with.They disapeared so I assumed one was shitting and the other in bed well I yelled and was getting no answer so I was worried and looked around like a total douchebag.
The oldies were doing it and I blundered into the room they were in.I since have sought mental help and pleaded with the Dr. for medication.I will never be the same again.Its one of those thoughts that make you want to take windex or bleach and wipe it clean from your brain.No such luck for me though cause I was told they would lock me away if I dug out my eyes in protest of my most hideous visual ever.
The only thing I could think of is HOW??
FUCK!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
ANYWAY IM IN NEED OF THERAPY NOW AND CAN ONLY SEE ONE SILVER LINNING.I WILL STILL BE FUCKING AFTER 70 SOR THERE.
Currently listening :
Sinner
By Drowning Pool
Release date: 05 June, 2001
