Oct 20, 2006 02:56
That’s right…she blew me…balls deep, in a test driven car. Seriously, though, she was good enough to get me into a coup and throw a short five with old man river in the “seat of glory” as I red-lined and grinded his fourth gear as I slipped off the clutch and grabbed my cock and shot gobs and gobs of goo onto the dash as I spoke softly into his ear, saying, “this spooge is for you.” Was out with the bridesmaid, driving cars, having a wonderful time, hooking up with three chicks at once. And one was married. Like her husband cares (she can do this awesome lip twisting thing that I made her do then all the other girls wanted to try it too and it was just a giant lip twisting fest and I was the envy of Chipotle and for that one glorious moment, I could understand what the Mexicans behind the counter were saying, because right then and there, I was Robert, and fuck, it was good) or if he does, he isn’t touching her where I can (yeah, I remember where you showed me the spot was).
So work is going to turn into a gigantic clusterfuck here very soon. I can feel it. The problem…I employ a group of fuck-tard slackers who want to be paid more and do less. The solution…mass killings. Each and every one of those bastards from the fucking whore man-less mothers and their fucking excuse fucking kids, the fucking pot smoking coke sniffing junkie fucks, the part-timers who don’t give two shits and wont ever do any extra, the fucking pole smoking cock whore fag rainbow blowing balls deep in his man’s ass and he finger bangs his own ass and he cums a glorious gob in the man’s eye - a bullet to the fucking head, and a few more to their fucking dirty bunny whore crotch. I can already tell tomorrow is going to be a bitch fest. And I’ll be the one that gets to be under the pile of shit. Hell, I’ll be waist deep in the shit with other fucking people throwing shit at me and the smell of shit makes me want to throw up but I don’t want to open my mouth because then I might get shit in my mouth and that would fucking be some bullshit if I had gotten shit in my mouth - that would really piss me off. So I am going to go do what I do best when I get pissed off. I owe myself regardless…I’ve been very very very good…so now I am going to drink myself into oblivion and I’ll wake up only to be pissed that I woke up at all.