i mean, i asked you to send me to bed... or maybe i told you... i apologize if it seemed like i was ordering you with a gun to your head... i don't even own a machete... it wasn't loaded, really... no seriously, it was made of chocolate... milk chocolate...
yeah, so what was i coming here for now?... no apparent reason other than keeping in touch as if it somehow proves i am alive and not as pathetically alone as i might be sometimes?... making jokes about alex rodriguez and teenage girls or some other naked titllations just to get attention cuz shock value is one of the hearts of comedy (besides intelligence) that can ultimately be twisted by new media people and politicians to garner pity and more attention because so many are desperate for the spotlight and have nothing else to offer to earn it?... who me?... inciting a political debate because war is the natural state of humanity?...
actually, i forgot why i came... maybe to masturbate... dogs hump, why not you?... each your children well, after all... dancing with the imaginary beings in the sky in the pale moon light?... mentally streaking?... maybe i should just listen to sonic youth and make some funny faces or something like that... if i remember what i came here for and am still awake when i do, i'll come back and let you know... until then, make it fun :)
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