I think I can return to ranting about things that piss me off without offending anyone, well anyone important. Psychologically speaking I am about as stable as suicide bomber with half a ton of nitroglycerin up his ass and a nasty acid trip.
Oh hang fire I just used words “suicide bomber” on a public forum.
Good thing I didn’t say anything about the Taliban or anything like that…. Shit fuck …
Hold on got to get the door.
Ok back again… Mr. Smith says that you should stay where you are and not make any sudden movements.
Any way looks like I will be looking into the paint ball dingus this weekend. Loads of time and stuff like that see. Ah the smell of paint the screams of the bruised! This is what war is all about!. Not to mention the taste of my own lungs as they climb form my chest to throttle me every time I run.
Any way it’s a short one today.
So sleep tight girls and boys.
P.S. No! There is NO comic! Bad Garrick! Sit! Don’t make me hurt you!