T’was the summer of our discontent … or smt. Gen post. Gen … ar trebui sa vorbesc de vreo 2 treburi care nu intereseaza pe nimeni … nici macar pe uni…iele.
Pentru unu: de doua zile nu mai sunt un om liber gen merg la puscarie in fiecare zi. Arigato mr Roboto. In schimb am viewuri in astea 2 zile cam cate am pe blog in juma de an. Hello fame and fortune. Fuck me aim faimos! Gen you can fack me now I have arrived . That being said … am baut si am bagat azi noapte mai mult decat cand nu eram la sing sing. Aaaaaaaaaaaa … si tre sa imi iau ursuleti gen … roz :X:X:X aaaah … cum am dormit pana acum fara? “CUUUUM,” I wondered whisperingly …
Pentru doua: si, revenind, am realizat ca ca sa ai bine tre sa faci rau. O realizare nu la nivel filozofic sau conceptual ci concret. Tre sa futi pe careva ca sa ai tu. Tre sa faci un sacrificiu lu Satana. Preferabil virgine. Ideal de sange nobil. Perfect de sange regal. Intelegi unde bat nu ? Sigur ca nu. Eee idea e ca de aia am si ajuns la puscarie finca omor *pseudo-*virgine cu sange regal. Pacat ca o fac fara intentie. Dar pana la urma e mai bine pentru toata lumea. Gen satana e multumit ca si-o luat sacrificiu. Eu is multumit ca am ajuns in sfarsit la popo sa mi-o iau la tub de la puscariasi mai sus in ierarhie sperand ca pe viitor sa fiu si eu un sef mai mic. Virgina e multumita ca a scapat, putin sifonata ce-i drept din cauza mortii respectiv futaiului, dar cu puritatea intacta si la locu ei si cu mintile bagate inapoi in cap … cred si sper, cel putin. Aa, tin sa precizez pentru a clarifica orice nelamurire posibil existenta ca futaiul la care ma refer nu are legatura cu efectiv actul sexual ci mai mult cu futaiul mental also known as mind fuck in certain circles I would rather not name for the time being. That being said. It was something that I had to do. The virgin must die. In all fairness though it was not in any way premeditated, I am but a blundering idiot with no sense of self control and no real compasion and understanding of other people’s feelings. The last part of the sentence left me wondering and questioning my gayness. I mean the way I said it makes me look increasingly gay, however tha fact that my empathy is at an all time low should tip the scales in the other way.
Still this should act, and be taken, as a warning and a lesson. The lesson being, of course, that all men are assholes, all women whores and we’re all a bunch of fucking idiots. Universaly approved, applicable absolutely, no exeptions, no excuses, do not pass go do not collect ciuhandrat dollars. Speaking of which: where’s ma maney biatch!!!! Show me tha madarfaching maneeeeeyyy!!!!! On the dick money though as the first binary stream of financial retribution for soul prostitution should only start flowing a month from now, iou iou am flow ca vin de ghetou unde fac sou ca sa rupem discotecile din nou.
Regardless, and in conclusion, I was a dick therefor I got rewarded. That’s the way the cookie crumbles. That is to say this is what I call an apology. Of sorts. And to make sure that you know I was a dick I am writing this in madarfacking bill’s language as I know you can’t understand shit. Ironic isn’t it? Am I an ashole after all? It sure looks like it. Back to you Andreea.
Pentru nouazecisinoua: intrerupem pentru o pauza muzicala:
run run run away
stay stay stay a while
lost lost lost my mindall alone
not so strong
without those open hands
Da stiu ca nu asta spune.
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