there is no toad, there is only crackhore
April 21, 2005mother nature
April 23, 2005im eating some chicken. 2nd piece of chicken i’ve ate today. body is starting to break down. im wearing a bright orange autozone shirt and a yellow trucker hat, tilted to the side. really not looking like a winner.
it’s 3am and im pacing back and forth in the computer room, clutching the piece of chicken like i had just slayed it, just pacing back and forth.
steve walks into the kitchen and sees me and i see him.
he said i look like i just got caught masturbating.
god im going to bed, what the fuck is wrong with me.