well im going away for awhile and i am not sure of when i will be getting out but when i do, i will be back chatting it up with all my friends, goodbye everybody

"If you kill me in a dream, when you wake up you better apologize"

Trees are nothing than big ass sticks, i hear sunblock and all i think of is defensive karate stance. i want to do the moonwalk at nasa headquarters. i get medicine sick, how do you like me now penicillin, you bitch. i need time to stay useless. i want nick nolte to read me my bedtime stories. bear claws is not a name that should be associated with food, same goes for crawlers. ROCK-LOBSTER!!!! ROCK-LOBSTER!! so there is a sad story coming up do not read, if you want to stay on a good mood


so when i was eight years old there was this almost 600 pound woman that lived on the fourth floor of my apartment building and i only saw her a few times in my life. i remember my mother and grandmother saying she lived there by herself her whole life and that most of the people in the building made fun of her. her mother tortured her as a child and when she became an adult she tried killing herself but failed so she decided to eat herself to death. apparently that was taking too long so one day she managed to jump off the roof our projects. i remember seeing what used to be her body on the entrance to our building, it was her way of saying fuck you to everyone in the building and she left a stain in the cement. it took me a very long time to understand the purpose of that stain and what it meant in my life

i know i can beat superman in scene it, suck on that man of steel, i need a friend to help me race my tiny toons car racers that came in my happy meal in 1990, also please help me find my penguin glass mug around that same time. my pen name would Urijah Pencil. is it me or do gremlins looks like a cross between an iguana and a sloth. i stared at the sun and it paid for new prescription glasses. you know if tupac was a hologram back then he would not have been able to get shot. i wanna dye my facial hair chrome. i would watch the hell out of tennis if they were allowed to curse when hitting the ball(think about that one), i want to go jaywalking in venice, italy while wearing little floaties that wrap around your arm. do you ever wonder if the cookie monster quietly whispers "fuck" every time he hears "who took the cookies from the cookie jar"

"When you hear the sound of thunder, dont you get too scared, just grab your thunder buddy and just say these magic words, FUCK YOU THUNDER YOU CAN SUCK MY DICK you cant get me thunder cause your just gods farts *FARTS*" best 30 seconds of a movie trailer ever

i want a hoomba and if you do not know what it is then you are out of the loop, i wish humans could grow wings because i would deep fry them and throw them in a bucket, i wanna create a chain of kentaco huts, i took a swimming class in a puddle, i wanna sit in a recliner while im at church, i would moonwalk over micheal jackson's grave, i wanna vote for obama as president of the moon, i should have reconsidered 2011 and maybe pass on it, i feel ugly on fridays, so i dont tgif. i wanna scramble some ones easter eggs and then paint them, who ever lives next to their phone deserves a beating with a sack full of oranges. i want to go sharking at gun convention

so i suck at relationships and the one i had is over, she was kinky but in the end not my type. so who wants me?

not that what kanye did was a good thing or that one incident was all that hes done to warrant that label. however you kind of get that feeling that if chris brown beat a white woman, he would not have that grammy in his hand. plus does winning a grammy still mean anything

you jumped to conclusions please go find the truth and i am begging you, i will make amends to everyone if you please just find the truth