God's Pissed, I'm Free
A fucking plague of locusts? Are you serious?
Floods? Earthquakes? Volcanoes? Rumors of war? Financial turmoil? Social unrest? Immorality?
I think God is pissed! We're getting into biblical proportion disasters now. Getdafuckouttahere! Locusts!
I got my own wrath of God shit going here at the Bruig garden with four legged freaks called chipmunks eating my plants. And the daughter's Jack Russell terrier/rat terrier mix puppy ain't doin shit about it. I want social justice now. Where the fuck is Eric Holder when ya need him?
I'm free! I stopped caring this week. If everybody else can do whatever why not me? Rules, laws, restraint? Fuhgetabouit. If I want to sex up the neighbor's chihuahua who's to say it's wrong. This old man wants to live da vida loca too. Sitemeter says nobody reads this crap so I can go batshit crazy here now without fear of social stigma. As Mel Gibson screamed in Braveheart, "Freeeeeeedom"!
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