Hey. I just wanted to chime in and say thank you for not flagging my um...... my uh....... okay so I'm really drunk sorry...... my uhm .... my fricken ........ and yah, I'm really high too (SORRY, MOM!)........... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...................post! MY POST!
Few more things.
Should we bring back paddling? I know corporal punishment is wrong and doesn't work, yet I kind of believe in it. Is there something wrong with me!? (besides the obvious!!!!!)
The Taliban think they're winning. On what planet do they reside? We are kicking their little bitch asses! Iraqi kids are going to school. Islamic women are taking off their headgear. Dude... bro... bruh! We're kicking your extremist asses! Big dummies! See.... this is what happens when you let a bunch of mentally ill people congregate: They bond and form a terrorist group. I wish a rapper would film a video in Baghdad — with Muslim women in the background who start out fully clothed, but slowly strip down to their lingerie. That would be a great way to STICK IT TO THE TERRORIST MAN!
Poetry time...
Drugs are bad.
I need to stop doing drugs. But they inspire me and let me release my soul.
I could be a comedian when I'm drunk and high.
Is it an answer? No....
Is it a solution? Didn't I just say no!?
But it surely is a method.
An inconvenient and unnecessary one,
Yet one that works to the fullest degree,
It's like a pill that cures your headache but makes your dick limp;
I'm hungry for some shrimp.
(Sorry, but I had a sudden urge to rhyme, and that's the only thing that of which I could think.)
Life has no answers, guarantees or certainties
It's a trip...
Like a vacation without an end,
Forever roaming about like a moronic dog incapable of distuinguishing poop from brownies.
STOP EATING SHIT, YOU SHITHEAD!
(Sorry again, but I have anger issues.)
When do we finally find release?
When will the pure truth be revealed to us?
Why must we wait to attain actualization, salvation and glory?
How can we rise to greatness if unable to tell our story?
I just got paid. Can't we make a deal? What can I put in your right hand that will would make you forget about what you're hiding in your left hand?
Seriously though, my father migrated here, but we soon became immigrants -- so great is the power of the American Dream.
(migrate means to travel; immigrate means to settle)
A capitalist pig I am, but no other way do I know... it's in my soul,
Money is to me what bread is to the poor... it is survival.
Success looms near, yet for some translates to blind dates hiding behind closed gates;
Blindfolded and confused, they have nowhere to go and nowhere to turn,
Lost we are, but strong we were built to be.
My dick is small, my muscles tiny, and my brain whiney,
But my heart real shiney—
Bright like a star.
"I flash like that!" (TI)
I'm not the truth and the truth is I'm a nobody,
But you somebody, your Mother someone and your friends some people
Everyone something, even the dog... it's a got dang freeloadin' somethang!
4 real though...
Love thyself and life will love you!
It's your choice.
A simple equation exists: do and win or don't do and fail.
To win is relative; but to be happy, that's absolute.
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Signed.
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