can be fun, but I like when im drivin and I got a ciggarette about to be finished so I flick it at someones chest when I stop and watch the beautiful firework display embed on there clothes.........................................................................................................................................../..........////......//////.................///////..........///////.......////////.....////////...............................................................................................................................................................................................................6777.........................322....................y44......rklLL;L;Lll<<:>?> ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.,.,.,..,.,,,,/,/,/,.,.,.,.,.,.,,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,;,;K;,.L.K;K;K.,.K,.K.,.,.,.,.,/K/M/M.M.M.M.,/,/,/,/M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.YH.H.H.H.H.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M.M............................... soup of the day................mr jenkins bisc soup w/ lobster tail MMMMMMM MMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM........SHMIRNOFFS WHAT THE FUCK IM SITTIN UP HERE AND BITCH YOUR DOIN NOTHIN AT LEATS I TRY THOUGH GOD I LOVE ALKYHOL + WEED + HYDROCODONE + MUSIC SMOOTHEE GIRL...............................MAYBE MAN............................................................................................................... MAYBE IN A LITTLW WHILE????? GIRL......YOU FUCKED MY BOY???/.......I DONT GIVE A FUCK........*GLASS BREAKS* HAHAHAHAHAHA............. IF I WAS A MOUSE I'D BE LIKE...............SQUEAK IF I WAS RICK DEES I'D BE LIKE HEY HEY HEY!!!! IF I WAS A BLUNT I'D BE LIKE....P.FFFFFFFFFFFFT...P..FFFFT IF I WAS KURT COLBAIN I'D BE LIKE......*BANG* IF I WAS A NAZI I'D BE LIKE.....HEIL HITLA! IF I WAS EMINEM I'D BE LIKE......FUCK IF I WAS A PLANE ON SEPT 11 I'D BE LIKE....*CRASH* IF I WAS A COP I'D BE LIKE.....UHHHHHHH IF I WAS A CRACKHEAD I'D BE LIKE...HAR HAR! if i was A CLOWN I'D BE LIKE.....BOINK IF I WAS A CAR I'D BE LIKE....ZOOM IF I WAS A SKYDIVER ID BE LIKE.....*THUMP* OK WELL ALL THIS BRINGS ME TO THE END OF THE NEVER ENDER IN OTHER WORDS WE NOW COME TO THE CONCLUSION OF THIS BEAUTIFUL RANT. VERY FUN TYPING IT OUT INDEED....SO MUCH UTTER THOUGHT AND APPRECIATION INTO ALL THIS BULLSHIT....ALL THESE BITCHES THINKIN THERE THE FUCKIN WHIP...JUST BECAUSE THEY GOT A NAME....AND DONT CALL ME SEXIST...BECAUSE IM NOT SEXIST...IM SEXIEST...CALL ME SEXIST...SEXY....SEXIST... SEXY SEXIST...BABY CAN I FUCK YOU BABY CAN I FUCK YOU BABY CAN I FUCK YOU BABY CAN I FUCK YOU BABY CAN I FUCK YOU TONIGHT DAMN SEE SOME HARDCORE TRIPPIN GOIN ON RIGHT NOW FUNNY HOW MUcH thEsE drugs have an impact on the mind ya know its like its like its like happy ass retard DAR DAR DAR DAR LIKE AT THE BEACH I SEE YOU AT THE BEACH BITCH WEAR YOUR THONG BIKKINI YOUR ONE OF THEM BITCH BEACHES YOUR ONE OF THEM BEACHES AT THE BITCH YOUR ONE OF THEM. UHH..YOUR A BITCH AT THE BEACH AND IM SICK OF THAT SHIT BECAUSE THE BOTTOM LINE IS THIS IM GONNA GO TO THAT MOTHERFUCKIN BITCH WITH MY SPEEDO ON AND IM GONNA WALK IN THAT MOTHERFUCKER LIKE SUP?? HAHAHA IM SWEATING AGAIN FUCKIN LIGHTERS MAN! SICK OF DEALIN WITH THESE FUCKIN IDIOTS AT SUBWAY, EVERYDAY, IN THE BAY, SMOKIN A J, HIGH QUALITY HAY, SMOOTHE TOKIN WITH YAY AND SPECIAL K
if i was your tv i'd be like, look at me if i was shooting star i be like shooooom (peace) if i was a fat bitches thong i'd be like hell nah if i was a hotties thong i'd be like ahh if i was a cuss word i'd just be like, fuck if i was a rock on the moon i'd be chillin like sup if i was a butthole i'd just be an exit if i was the DOC i'd be like "man this is bull shit" if i was your tires on your car i'd be like (car noises) if i was the bumper on your car i'd be like ahh fuck if i was a balloon i'd be like (balloon losing air) if i was Alyssia Milano i'd be fucking Joe Bruce if i was a radio DJ i'd probably say, point 103 if i was a richie ass bitch i'd be like, um ok if i was spin magazine i'd put a mirror on the cover and be like fuck us and all our readers, even this mother fucker if i was your mental stress i'd be catching up if i was your headaches every now and then I'd be like thuuummmp if i was your tounge i'd be hatin' your teeth i'd be like ah why do you try to bite me every time we eat? if i was a chair i'd be like sit here and if i was kid rock i'd cut my feathered wolf hair if i was your muffler i'd be like shhh quietly if i was a price tag i'd be like you ain't buyin me if i was a fresh DJ i'd be like (scratching record) if i was jam master jay i'd be like(scratching record) if i was a cheap clock radio i'd be like (radio static) if i was barry white i'd be like what up ya'll if i was a nipple in the cold i'd be like (spring noise) if i was your dead uncle i'd be like if i was a rain drop i'd just be like (rain drop) and i had an axe and your neck i might say Chop
you gotta give the props out now to da clowns insane clown posse, whoop whoop, there the motherfuckin shit. me and my bro where reading that and were like "isn't that icp?" and i'm like, "fuck right".
now its over im dead and i havent done anything that i want or im still alive and theres nothing i want to do ! i returned a bag of groserys accidentaly taken from the shelf before the experation date i came back as a bag of groserys accidentaly taken off the shelf before the date stamped on my stam i will never say the word procrastinate again ill never see myself in the mirror with my eyes closed i dident appologize for when i was eaight and i made my younger brother have to be my personal slave so i wont sit at home anymore and you wont see my head in the window ever anymore cus ill be up there on the wall at the store!
When the moon hits the fan and everythings out of three you got no choice but to stand on a hill and smoke the halo while looking off into the horizon dreaming of purple fluffy polar bears and flying gummy bears In the deepest hour of the year September October November December November November Janyuary fuck fuck I think its time for this rant to end Just like The man with the saw Sippin on some Jack Daniels Smellin like old cigars Diggin around in the trashcan Lookin for his pistol So he can settle his dispute With the broken television That wont stop makin that sound That reminds him of his childhood When his room would twirl around Crack spoons layin everywhere, even in her womb what you ask?? I dunno either?? I guess its time for this rant To get even creepier I gotta say fuck shinoshaka And Adolf Hitler can fuck himself too Because when the time comes, i'll be puffin on some cat shit Rolled tightly in tobacco Mistaken thinkin this cat shit is hash, but its really not, and his nose is broken, so he cant smell, so he puts the cat shit in the bong, and smokes, and dies, the end
only the weasel goes pop, in the heat of the night with chocolate, after three extrordinary events with various movements and parameters.. what automobile do you choose? dO RaDiO WaVeS DisTOrT thE mEsSaGE? or does the cat really only make it stronger, when the seasons are aligned? perhaps radio waves of chocolate in fact only conceal a more sinister layer of reality.. what will the monkey think? you know, the one with the big ears.. or is that one a possum? POSSUM?!! is thaT LIKE A CROSS BETWEEN POT AND AWESOME? yeah i guess i ought to blaze another one for the sake of greater decency, and pie.. after all, why are we here in this giant paper mache spinny thing that posesses mad chronic, and shit.. you know, that funky weasel which does not only control the tides of the universe, but instead is composed of the very fabric of reality! what wisdom do we hold out of pure generosity while we travel through the bananna of time for short distances by elevator standards.. do we all drink pop? because such innocent seeming things may even control our destiny in the grips of auminum, which is, of course, the devil. when the elephant dances, is that in fact something similar? shaolin masters tend to agree. but anyway, off i go for more doobage.. *puffity* *puffigsjtlsjnklvsk#*(&@(*&#$(@ )(#$$) ][D ][ ][\/][ ][D ][ ][\][
body twitching eyes glazed nerves floating brain happy jaw moving fingers typing sounds clicking winam playing pink floyd the wall man, would it be fun to pink floyd the wall, i like pink floyd..great music, and it blends in, all works together to make a great album, nowadays people dont like to make a whole great album, its all for the one hit..that one chart topper, NOBODY WANTS TO MAKE OUR WINAMPS PLAY!!..everyone sulks around because they dont want to make our winamps play, they think that it isnt worth the time to run their software on the computers, the computers are the problems with todays society they say, these computers are allowing terrorists to do bullshit they say?..who are they, they are the people that makes your nerves float..they are the people that test your children for tobacco, they are the people that give you what you check and check what they give you...thats neat, it was about mail, and i made it up, because you cant send a fucking thing through the mail, without some dude working there, and get pissed because you were they eighth bag of weeed in a box come through that day, because he remembers when he was happy, and weed was fine, he could smoke and everything, because he didnt have drug testing, but then the crane ran over his torso, leaving his body twitching, as his neuronic synapses fired for the last times, his body was still working...living, existing withouth leaving its brain happymy eyes hurt and i want to eat, so im not gonna work the others into a story. ~fin
i you were teh uber1337 you could do some harsh lunix photoshop haxxoring and make it so that your eyes blinked..