For the love of road terrors.I spent several hours under my car today, and for fucks sake I feel great. Three or four hours on hot ashpalt with oil in my eyes, mouth, hair and almost everywhere else I can think of. I can still taste the shit and by god I love it. When I was draining out my old oil the fucking thing exploded magma hot black napalm all over my chest and arms so I have a bunch of little blister burns and a wicked gash on my elbow about half an inch long when I slammed it on the oil filter. I can take the burns, but cleaning oil out of your bottom skin layer with orange goop is really fucking painful. I probably looked like a fucking maniac sitting in my driFor the love of road terrors.
Diary of a misanthropeThe human race is the best argument I've heard for legalizing abortion.Diary of a misanthrope
The other night a group of kids doorbell ditched my house 3 times, and on the third time I exploded through the front door and nailed one of them straight in the back with an empty bottle of Pinot Grigio from about 20 yards. It was like one of those epic moments in sports that you watch over and over again in slow motion. Fucking incredible I tell you, I took a lot of satisfaction in watching that unlucky cunt hobble off into the dark while clutching his back and screaming through his tears. I feel no remorse whatsoever for this. In fact, I hope he get
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Violator3 - Analog? Mmmh... it's better than digital.
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