In Hell's awful wrath there could only ever be one tormenting vice beyond all conceivable horror to
exist..........................................................and that'd be me!
Ever felt like a small kitten having just finished a round in the washing machine, being placed callously into a blender and jumped up and down by spinning blades while the theme tune to baywatch is played during a small childs birthday party....
...well for those of you that haven't let me tell you its quite the exhausting time.
I have been beaten with padded sticks on the head; stabbed with plastic knives; hit with 14oz boxing gloves; maimed by melee's of straight, diagonal, sideways, upwards, downwards and backwards instructor punches; starved of coffee; plagued by insomnia; travelled 35 tube stops; fatigued by academic procrastination; neglected in food and returned home 13 and a half hours after first leaving. And all originated in the past 24hrs.
Today was truly a day in which only the devil could have shit out, and yet i am sitting here smiling, in resentment. If it ever so happens that i find an old little man turning a wheel in a small hut somewhere inane that was the cause of such a day ever entering existence, then it bears not thinking of the things i shall do to such a man. But if anyone out there knows this man, i would suggest smothering him in his sleep in order protect him from the horrors that i would awesomely inflict! Mahalo Mothafucker... And BOOM!
The Dam.
Ever felt like a small kitten having just finished a round in the washing machine, being placed callously into a blender and jumped up and down by spinning blades while the theme tune to baywatch is played during a small childs birthday party....
...well for those of you that haven't let me tell you its quite the exhausting time.
I have been beaten with padded sticks on the head; stabbed with plastic knives; hit with 14oz boxing gloves; maimed by melee's of straight, diagonal, sideways, upwards, downwards and backwards instructor punches; starved of coffee; plagued by insomnia; travelled 35 tube stops; fatigued by academic procrastination; neglected in food and returned home 13 and a half hours after first leaving. And all originated in the past 24hrs.
Today was truly a day in which only the devil could have shit out, and yet i am sitting here smiling, in resentment. If it ever so happens that i find an old little man turning a wheel in a small hut somewhere inane that was the cause of such a day ever entering existence, then it bears not thinking of the things i shall do to such a man. But if anyone out there knows this man, i would suggest smothering him in his sleep in order protect him from the horrors that i would awesomely inflict! Mahalo Mothafucker... And BOOM!
The Dam.