i think nothing would be more priceless/ precious in the entire world than if a little kid asked their mommy why her goodnight kisses where so salty.

this ties into the good ole ponderment of "you ever wonder if when your mom kisses you goodnight if she just finished sucking your dad's dick?"

yeah... i still haven't gotten to work on, well, anything for that matter... i've been a lazy bitch ho looking at the review-list and diaryland FAQ pages to see if i can pick up any helpful hints... of course with most things i start... i read them intently for about 20 minutes, then spent another 20 skimming them.

don't you hate cock smokers who strut around like they own the world? i hate people like that... stupid snotty rat bastards that think they're soooooooo fucking cool. hey mr. ambercrombie looking for hemp body lotion and snubbing my products because it's not hempy smelly enough for you, lick my fucking rash covered scrotum.. and though i'm 100% rash free at the moment, i'll get a rash strictly for you to lick my ballsack that's been irritated by the harsh treatment of the world, or is hyper sensetive to my laudrey detergant or something... yeah bitch, lick em good... fucking cock smoker... die in a hole and choke on something sharp so everytime you try to dislodge it from your airway it shreds up your trachea and you suffocate on your own blood filled lungs. eat shit!

it's really slow today... i should be working, or writing, or you know... do something important to improove my station in life... stupid diaryland... you're like e-crack laced with methadone.

mmmmmm... synthetic heroin.

i'm really suprised that heroin users can continue being heroin users... i mean, most people i've seen strung out on smack (well, as far as rock stars, people in movies, and a few assorted assholes i've met in my life) can't really seem to do much of anything but lay around all comatose and nod off... so how the fuck do they continually shoot smack when it's this humongous ritual of shit to do before you get to inject flaming hot opium derivative into your blood stream... just thinking about shooting heroin makes me tired, i don't see how anyone could continually do that... color me lazy, but drug addiction is a lot of fucking hard work.

that's all... i swear i'm not gonna be on the inter-web anymore.

-excelsior-