It’s me, Idiot first class… My blog looks like a nightmare I can’t seem to wake up from… King of Piss ants! Why does everything only happen to me? So far, everything stinks! I don’t like snow, and it doesn’t like me. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve slid down the street, and smacked into a tree! People must think I’m a walking bank too; I can’t even pass ‘street people’ without giving up my credentials, account number, and a bologna sandwich topped with twigs! Guess I’m too giving, so people think I’m a push over, and then push me over!
And what do you get a three year old for Christmas? Last year I got him a time machine, but he never went anywhere with it… He’d pretend, but he’s afraid of the ‘Past’ button! Don’t get me started about shopping this time of year. At Walmart, they said my Library card (stitched together) was not sufficient I.D., to put the toys all back, and threw me out to the curb! Honest! I was only stealing what I needed at the time! I was mortified! Fortunately for me, there was no one there but a stray alley cat laughing at me… (Paws)
Anyway, it’s so great to be here alone again with all my friends, and making lude, sick, twisted comments like: ‘Oh yeah! Sure!’ Well OK… I’m off to my necrophilia classes. Of corpse it turns me on, but the place is dead lately! Ta Ta for now, cuz ‘gimme gimme’ doesn’t work anymore. So hate, disgust, and indifference to all!