Mar 08, 2005 23:31
What can I say about me...I am a flamer...I have a loving, lovely lover...I work at KFC...(shudders)...And wow what a wonderful life...
I begin this journal like a narrative story, a satire if you will, of this life.
Fuck that. I'm just gonna rant.
I am so happy for Melissa. What a lovely situation she is in. The girl of her dreams, even the wet ones, has proclaimed love upon her humble bosom. And its exactly what Melissa deserves. I hope many years of bunny fucking upon them.
Work was a bitch. Today was Tuesday. I fucking hate Tuesdays. I get drenched in white gravy that looks like Whale sperm with weevils in it. And it comes in vats. How sick is that shit. We made 137% of the money we made on this day last year. I could have shot myself...but I didn't. Anyway...
I got home to find that my brother didn't log off his name on the computer that resides in my bedroom. I thought I would do him a favor and log off his account. I open his account and I behold the most disturbing image I have seen in a while. A lesbian going to town on another woman's hairy, sweaty, slippery, droopy pussy. What the hell. That is the type of image that would make a gay man's penis shrivel and die. I decided I would exact my sweet revenge. Rainbow carnage if you will. I loaded my account and went in MY stash of naughty pictures...hehehe..I'm dripping with mischief...I transfer an image to the "Shared Documents" folder...Reopen his account...and replace his icky wallpaper with a GIANT image of two men fucking like its going out of style...
I can't wait to see the look on his face when that image pops up...I want to see his retinas burn and his eyes melt out of his skull...Hahaha...What are big gay brothers for??
See ya next time, Space Cowboys