wild weekend.. i overslept my restaurant job today, i just couldn't make myself get up and do it. please fire me, i don't care.
after the 'b of a' debacle, i got a couple interesting job offers. so things are looking up. the thing that was irking me the most was that i got strung along by those recruiters, not that i didn't get the stupid job.
not much else going on over here.. bored.
'what would jesus screw'
more fucking peoples' pernicious nonsense, that's all it is. goddamit.
evil backwards is live, indicating that to live you must be evil.
"when shall the evil be released" cried the high priest of Hell.
ventilate the armpit of the stinking fatboy.
rotting frothing sickness shit and puke, screaming lungs collapsing
in horror of reality of life's frustrated purpose in tandem
with Satan I am born the beast 666 power of inverted
tonadoes dirty with blood-semen-slime crawling helplessly
(being dragged?) toward infernal death march
electroshock, spasm, volts of electricity zap penis hard as a fuckin rock.
penis fucks again as pussy walls burning with fuck juice sprays the face in mouth/cunt appendage beaten bitch loves the tearing hole of gore shit splayed exposed to Damien Son of Hell (our name is Legion) long may they shit light upon the heads of the damned as the clean incision is made and the brain is removed. He is from K-Mart following the Devil through all the multinational corporations, a disemboweled anus in the heart of man.
Evil can never be destroyed with Kryptonite. evil WILL take your soul!
Pop their fucking heads with my death-bag.
after the 'b of a' debacle, i got a couple interesting job offers. so things are looking up. the thing that was irking me the most was that i got strung along by those recruiters, not that i didn't get the stupid job.
not much else going on over here.. bored.
'what would jesus screw'
more fucking peoples' pernicious nonsense, that's all it is. goddamit.
evil backwards is live, indicating that to live you must be evil.
"when shall the evil be released" cried the high priest of Hell.
ventilate the armpit of the stinking fatboy.
rotting frothing sickness shit and puke, screaming lungs collapsing
in horror of reality of life's frustrated purpose in tandem
with Satan I am born the beast 666 power of inverted
tonadoes dirty with blood-semen-slime crawling helplessly
(being dragged?) toward infernal death march
electroshock, spasm, volts of electricity zap penis hard as a fuckin rock.
penis fucks again as pussy walls burning with fuck juice sprays the face in mouth/cunt appendage beaten bitch loves the tearing hole of gore shit splayed exposed to Damien Son of Hell (our name is Legion) long may they shit light upon the heads of the damned as the clean incision is made and the brain is removed. He is from K-Mart following the Devil through all the multinational corporations, a disemboweled anus in the heart of man.
Evil can never be destroyed with Kryptonite. evil WILL take your soul!
Pop their fucking heads with my death-bag.
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believe me, its no picnic. but if you are consistent in your nurturing you will have it smoking two packs a day in no time.
I'm sorry you're having trouble finding jobs. What kind of job did want?
Ok.....take care man, more laundry to do!
-Leslie