You know what really hurts?

Being pelted with six thousand poker chips while sitting in a pool of ice cold frozen yogurt and piranhas.
Especially when they "send in the clowns" to spray you in the eyes with tobasco sauce and call you a mama's boy.

Yeah, that sucks.LOL.

Don't ask me what the hell I'm thinking. Just random crazy shit.
I've run out of topics. This was the best I could come up with.

Hmmm, maybe Snoop will rip it.

 

Yeah, what really, really hurts is sticking your dick in a meat grinder.

 

Pain kinda hurts.

 

Yeah right. Now you're just being ridiculous.

 

Yeah, pain isn't painful. Duh!

 

I love pain.


















Unless I'm the one feeling it.

 

The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain.
The pain in my brain feels like a choo choo train.

I have no idea. I have run out of material, really.

 

The best cure for a lack of ideas is to stop posting.

I'm being serious here. Trust me, I was the king of mass posting in my day. And on house arrest.

And when I'm unemployed.

I might as well face it: Ever since I found this place I've practically lived here.

 

But I can't stop posting. I have an uncontrolable urge to keep typing random letters and hitting the post button.
It's an illness.