Archive for September, 2009
Picture to be posted soon of my newest oil painting.
I hope that you are enjoying the poop worms that are infesting your beautiful, overcrowded, overpriced dream neighborhood. Maybe you could take some of the human waste from your man-made lake and dump it into your shitty little community garden. You know, the one you little snots used to work in before you realized you couldn’t afford your homes?
You sillies and your domain tools. Don’t bother. It’s all private.
My house the greatest house on the block to take a crap in. Thanks for making my entire first floor smell like b-hole again, anonymous neighbor girl.
A neighbor girl just took a major dook in my kid’s bathroom.
I like to edit my posts over and over. For those of you pulling feeds, check out the site for the final product.
Has Tila Tequila given you syphilis? Because you are out of your fucking mind. What ever happened to God being empty just like you? This new website of yours is pure garbage.
By the way, God doesn’t have a Twitter account, so stop brown nosing. He’s too busy drowning out the cries of the starving children in Africa. Why don’t you just go back to writing forgetful, bland, extremely long rock tracks and finger banging Courtney? That’s a good Billy.
When I watch football it feels like someone is reaming their hand right up my ass.
