Great Illness Kicked My AssBut I now stand atop it victorious.Flaming T-Rexes fall from the blood red sky behind me and I pose in a Frank Frazetta pose with a savage woman at my feet adoring me. It was bad when it was going. I could barely talk, breathe, and had no energy to do anything but play Marvel Ultimate Alliance 2 (which is a 6/10 by the way). Couldn't afford a doctor so we did what is commonly known as stupid and self-medicated. Guess what! I guessed right! I'm feeling a fuckton better. So I see the internet hasn't devolved into a Mad Max world yet....still waiting for that 'enter the computer' tech so we can all fight over Cookies and have a clearly fake mustachio'd Data with six shooters firing at us. Hopefully Michael Dorn will save us. Eh, who am I kidding. I feel like the bastard can turn around and say, "Fuck it. I don't take shit from anyone!" And the battle would begin anew. And after the thrashing we both took it's likely going to end messily. It's like the Incredible Hulk verse Juggernaut. Erm....but seriously don't worry too damn much. The worst is over by a lot. ....erm...I know I'll end this by copying and pasting my latest message to Geekers which....it's explain itself: Sorry went AFK there for a while....which means bathroom break. It wouldn't have happened if the FDA would fucking ok my designs on the toilet/computer chair! But they're all 'it's not sanitary!' Of fucking course it's not! But neither is public bathrooms and we use them! Hell drill Sargent apparently love eating off of their floors! Who's gonna crack down on that shit, hmm? No one. It's fucking politics, sir. Thanks for Reading. EDIT: Geekers pointed me in the direction of Tucker Max. Here's the Midget Story I think it's a good representation of the man. |
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