I've had about enough of morons and half-wits, cretins and congenital idiots, dolts, dunces, dullards, and dumbbells.
There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that you have never been inside of a comic book store in your life. And Im fairly certain that you rarely ever (if at all) leave your house. However, just because your completely devoid of any sort of simple deductive reasoning does not not mean you are incapable of finding the price on the cover of a comic book. Or maybe you are.
Your children... Your children are horrible little people with cold black hearts who im im sure will grow up to be horrible big people who steal and fight and end up naked and drunk on COPS. They will grow to hate you because you were incapable of controlling them or teaching them some semblance of social norms. They will hate you. But trust me...They will never hate you as much as I do. I fantasize about applying my converse to your asshole till the rubber hits the back of your teeth.
I need sedatives.
Your children... Your children are horrible little people with cold black hearts who im im sure will grow up to be horrible big people who steal and fight and end up naked and drunk on COPS. They will grow to hate you because you were incapable of controlling them or teaching them some semblance of social norms. They will hate you. But trust me...They will never hate you as much as I do. I fantasize about applying my converse to your asshole till the rubber hits the back of your teeth.
I need sedatives.
posted by JazBrown at 4:03 PM
1 Comments:
I notice that your blogging declarations more and more come across as the first track on the Kool Keith "Black Elvis/Lost In Space" album. It brings a whole new joy to my black little life.
I have about as little confidence as you in peoples' collective ability to conduct themselves properly and functionally in a public restroom let alone a purveyor of fine paper collectibles. Of course, I sometimes forget to courtesy flush myself, so I'm really not one to talk.
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