Unchecked Brain
I don’t know what’s going on. I have a major case of subject block. My brain has been dryer than Ellen Dengeneris’s vagina at a fireman auction.
So I’m just going to write any and all things that come from my head, first time, no planning, no editing. Not even for spelling.
Not that I edit for speeling anyways.
Moving on.
Fucking hippies. I hate them. Yea, that’s right. I hate hippies. They need to shower. Women hippies need to shave their legs and their vaginas. My god, can you imagine an unwashed hippie vagina? I mean, when you let after sex juice combinations stew just for a few hours it smells like hell. Can you imagine unwashed free sex afro like hippie vagina? I bet she can open her foul legs and drop a fly at fifty paces.
I mean, the hippies general bad hygiene isn’t the only reason I hate them. It’s also along the lines of demonstrating for things they don’t understand and are too dumb to look at the big picture. But hey, that’s what free society is all about, right?
I thought I hated children. But I really just hate what they have become due to helicopter parents. Hey parents! Stop hovering and maybe your children will grow up to be adults! Then again, if you’re not an adult how will they ever be?
Man, I’m such a bitter bastard. Lets’ liven this shit up, shall we?
Why exactly do people have so much problems shitting? Seriously. Every time I’m in the drug store buying bandages, rubbing alcohol and do it yourself burn kits, I see people buying stomach remedies off the shelves.
It’s either stuff to stop the shits or stuff to make the shits.
I eat food, I turn it to poo, I pass it through my ass. At least once a day, usually twice. It rarely comes out runny, but it ALWAYS comes out.
So what we need to do is selective breeding. I mean, I could jerk off into every single sperm jar on the planet, but then we’d all be TOO perfect. And if we were all too perfect, much of my blog fodder (when I’m not subject blocked) would disappear.
No, what we need to do is turn the drug store into a giant dating service.
We’ll force those who have to buy runny shit medication to mate with those who buy can’t shit medication, and the resulting children will be people who shit normally, like me.
Ok, I’m done.
Later everybody.
