*-So you all know, this was written a long while ago while under the influence of much caffiene, hunger, various other things, and lack of sleep, I think. I also kind of forgot when that was, or any part of me writing it. I think. I could very well have blacked it out from sheer horror.
**-I again have re-read my work of art which would give Freud about 12 minutes worth of contemplation. I apologize, as previously stated, it is very possible that I am insane, why would you subject yourself to the torment that is my madness. You're even reading these Post scripts. What a dick you must be.
Oh Barbie you all american fuck
How we love you and your perfect look
When you give to charity, you're giving in to communism
Where Peoples Are Fed,
They Will Fuck
Let Auld Acquaintance Be Forgot,
And Terror Brought To Mind
From the moment I picked your book up until I put it down I was
convulsed with laughter. Some day I intend reading it.
-- Groucho Marx, from "The Book of Insults"
The more things change, the more they stay insane.
It may be bad manners to talk with your mouth full, but it isn't too
good either if you speak when your head is empty.
Don't hit a man when he's down -- kick him; it's easier.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the double lock will keep;
May no brick through the window break,
And, no one rob me till I awake.
Sanity is the trademark of a weak mind.
The Anarchists' national anthem is an international anthem
that consists of 365 raspberries blown in very quick succession
to the tune of "Camptown Races". Nobody has to stand up for it,
nobody has to listen to it, and, even better, nobody has to play it.
People often find it easier to be a result of the past than a cause of
IF Ye Loveth Jesus
Ye Must Kill A Kitten
"The Schizophrenic: An Unauthorized Autobiography"
The gene pool could use a little chlorine.
Friends help you move. Real friends help you move bodies.
Puritanism: The haunting fear that someone, somewhere may be happy.
I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it.
Do not meddle in the affairs of Dragons
because you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.
Some people are like a Slinky.....not really good
for anything, but you still can't help but smile
when you shove them down the stairs.
I can read your mind,
and you should be ashamed of yourself.
If you can survive death,
you can probably survive anything.
If you love someone, let them go,
If they don't come back, Hunt them down and kill them
Big or Small, Short or Tall,
Here's what happens to us all
We go to sleep, We close our eyes
And leave behind a nest of flies
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