I'm kind of an asshole and I don't really like anyone who has a "style". I think that people should just be. Not go out of there way to be something. And so I call upon the wrath of the wiccan tree gods who will scratch you with their branches. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA TAKE THAT YOU DIRTY BASTARDS! IT STINGS, DOESN'T IT? yOU MIGHT NEED SOME NEOSPORIN! HA! THE TREE GODS HAVE MADE YOU SPEND YOUR ILLGOTTEN CORPORATE GAINS AT THE CONVENIENCE STORE AS WELL. TWO YUPPIES WITH ONE STONE! Okay. I'm sorry. I got a little carried away with my dumbass religion that is so obviously fake that even it's practitioners know down deep it isn't real.
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My bowels hurt.
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