Thinking sane keeps me safe.
Safe from being sodomised with a 5 foot baseball bat with a vibrating dildo on the end of it,
by a burly, hairy-chested man, with a fat belly and fatty arms.
But being sane is no fun.
Being insane is a whole different ballpark all together.
Not that I want to get sodomised with a 5 foot baseball bat with a vibrating dildo on the end of it,
by a burly, hairy-chested man, with a fat belly and fatty arms.
But being insane means you do thing that you wouldn't usually do.
Being spontaneous is the game now, people.
SO, BRING ON THE INSANITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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