Man, this place is so scary

I just went for a walk. The strange thing was, when I was walking down my road, I saw this thing. I imagine it was a bunny rabbit, but it scarced me quite greatly and it acknowledged my fear of this great clawed creature we know as the "wombat."

Oddly, I took a left and I realized that someone was talking somewhere, but the people which I know were not in the house that the human sounds were seeping out of. I continued down the street and noticed that someone had installed these joyous "LIGHTING FIXTURES", which were installed for my greatness and my partying businesses and condolences.

Anyway, I took another left and continued the long dark avenue adjacent to my avenue. This thing started shouting "CRACKERS, CRACKERS, TRISCUITS, BISCUITS, HEAL!!!" and I continued quite frantically and with speed, while this wombative thing clawd at my ankles and shins (I was wearing my sandals), then I gently gnawed on my leg and I let out a gasp of shockingness and a, quite orgasmic, moan.

I continued down another avenue when I had to pretend I was quite the psychotive mofo or else the wombats would inflict their pain, angst, and anger on my body, mind, spirit, and soul. I decided to walk for another mile or so and I realized that some woman was barking at my majesty's pleasureful quilt, and then I recalled meg and how she would be back later and had this huge mofo of a grin ladened apon my face!

I beared a sharp left and rode my birk knockoffs around the corner of "naturals" a candle shop which I like to frequent, often. I panicked as my voice echoed throughout the colonial and gourmet shops along main street. I heard a loud burp of some sort let out by this being. It was a man. At first, I thought it was a drunkerd of the village, when I realized, this was a member of the fire department! My word, I recalled someone I knew who worked there, I realized my neighbors were crazy and this dog of hers was going to chase after my ass, so I beared a sharp right, into the wing of my room which is attached to my "house"...

 

OH YES BABY... my cable modem disconnected and, man... I uninstalled and reinstalled my cable modem and ran virusscan in like... 15 minutes.

 

Well aren't you just Jesus?

 

wow how much weeed did you smoke tonight....

Congrads on your modem

 

fred is dead.

 

The paralysis of the psychosis is not my mother!!!

 

sure

 

yes, man, yes. !

 

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm


Are all of those M's?

 

Nope, there's an 'n'.

 

actually i'm jesus.

see sig.



poodle. get off the weed.

 

GOD Damn it... there's an N!!1

 

I'm not on any weed richt now, meg.

 

nvm..haha

 

micha..who is flying on your sig

 

sammy

 

HAhahah... that's so cool. Sammo sent me Dark Side Of The Moon.

 

kay

 

I'm Satan. Do I get a cookie too?

 

i want a cookie