I REALISE MY NEWLY FOUNDED ROLE AS THE FUCKING CLOWN WHISPERER HAS GIVEN ME SOME SPACE TO CALM MY METAPHORICAL MILK GLOBES - OR AS CERTAIN SHADES WEARING DOUCHEBAGS WOULD SAY, CALM MY TITS - I’D STILL LIKE TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON
BECAUSE AS MUCH AS I’D LOVE A FUCKING VACATION FROM THE MONUMENTAL BULLSHIT THAT HAS BEEN HAPPENING IN MY LIFE AT THE PRESENT MOMENT, NOW IS REALLY NOT A GOOD FUCKING TIME. A GOOD TIME WOULD HAVE BEEN WHILE I WAS ON ALTERNIA, OR MAYBE EVEN AFTER ALL THIS BLOWS OVER. NOT WHILE I’M IN THE MIDDLE OF TRYING TO FIX A MULTITUDE OF FUCK UP’S
I GUESS WHAT I’M SAYING IS IF YOU KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON LET ME KNOW, I’D BE PRETTY FUCKING GRATEFUL
ALSO IF YOU’VE SEEN A FUCKASS WITH GIANT HORNS BLEEDING INDIGO BLOOD ALL OVER THE FUCKING PLACE LIKE HE’S SOME KIND OF STUPID FUCKING RETARDED LOOKING MONSTER FROM A HORROR MOVIE, LET ME KNOW. IT’S IMPORTANT
ALSO I GUESS IF ANYONE ELSE I KNOW IS OUT THERE, THAT WOULD BE GREAT TOO. MORE THAN GREAT
AND IF ANYONE COULD EXPLAIN TO ME WHY ABDUCTING ME WASN’T ENOUGH BUT AS TO WHY I HAD TO BE SUBJECTED TO FURTHER HUMILIATION WITH THIS FLIGHTLY FUCKING PRINCESS DRESS, THAT WOULD BE PRETTY FUCKING GOOD TOO. OR DON’T BOTHER. I THINK I FIGURED IT OUT. THIS IS OBVIOUSLY SOME DIVINE FUCKING PUNISHMENT. FINALLY AFTER HOURS OF THIS ENDLESS BULLSHIT, SOMEONE HAS DECIDED TO MAKE THE FINAL STRAW THIS FUCKING DRESS AND ALL THIS GOD DAMN CONFUSION
I CANNOT COUNT ON TWO HANDS THE AMOUNT OF SHITS I AM CLOSE TO FLIPPING RIGHT NOW