Posting. Posty Post. Yep, really postin'. Listening to some NIN and postin' some love to all those reading this. Love! Love, love, love! What a weird mood. I don't even do drugs, so I have nothing upon which to blame this mood. Maybe I should get WAAYSTED. That would give me a reason. Maybe I don't need a reason... "I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do." Cool song. That Mister Manson has a good head on his shoulders. I watched Bowling for Columbine the other day. Mister Manson sure is a smart guy. I have to go get my tattoo touched up soon. I want the mandibles extended/sharpened, and the white circle at the bottom to have a black circle inside it. That'll look better-er. I'm done typing now.

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"Every time I see a snake on TV I think...ohhh...why can't that be me?"
"Unhinge my jaw...swallow an entire turkey..."