Fuck it...

[Nathan]

I am now God. That's right. I no longer care to fight my destiny. I realize now this path is inevitable. I am designed to build worlds and destroy life. I was created for superiority and domination. Without me, you all would spend eternity sucking a mean dick, but through my gentle guiding hand, I can save you from the whole cock-sucking affair. It won't be easy, but I'm a giver dammit and I'm here to help. Whatever happens, always remember that I am here for YOU, and not the other way around. I will build the universe YOU want, provided said universe has room for globs and globs of strange, possibly retarded people who can provide me with much needed entertainment. It occurs to me that I am, in fact, a very troubled and strange young man in possible need of serious medical attention. Oh well, really. It's not like I can't come up with some serious kick-ass home-remedies to my problems as it is....shit, I think The Shining is on tv or something. There's music coming from the other room and I'm not sure...hold on I forgot what I was saying. Wait, am I high? Did I ingest something I maybe should not have? An interesting dilemma nonetheless, yet it remains one a giant peacock sporting a novelty-sized sombraro could solve drunk off his ass. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go find that meddlesome peacock.

 

[strangebrew]

 

[JohnyJuice]

I wish i had some fucking G. 1,4 butenadiol would be better though. Fuck.

 

[big_bad_buff]

GI-joe's will help you. GO JOE!!!

 

[Nathan]

I wish I were cuddled up in my bed back in the 80's right now. All warm and safe, unaware of the dangers and disappointments the world has to offer. Life is a lot like shoveling manure I reckon. You work your ass off to move that huge pile of shit and when you're done, rather than rejoicing in the fact that the pile has been moved, you can't help but notice that the shit is still there, albeit in a different setting.