Okay, I can just stop the post right here because reading the title made me literally laugh out loud!
But I won't, because I am evil and twisted.
Truthfully, my blog is for me. I write stuff that makes me laugh.
My blog is my happy place.
It really makes me happy when I get a comment or a new follower.
That is pure-D AWESOME!
But, I digress.
This is a post of my degenerate self.
The self that regales in dark thoughts of revenge.
The self that wants to be bad.
Be mean.
To gnash my teeth with pure delight in of the misery of others.
To whoop and holler around the fire of the misfortune of others.
To drag the reality of life
into the deepest
darkest
pit
of Hell
and laugh
at the tortured souls
grasping at
glittering,
black,
razor edged
crystal shards
lining the walls.
Slicing flesh.
Deep.
Tattered hanks
of skin,
clinging
to
shining
white
bone,
bleeding,
crimson
towards
the cavernous
yawning maw
of eternity.
But now...
in the quietness of my room,
I listen to the gentle breathing of the monkeys.
Intermittent quiet snores.
A soft sigh of a contented sleep.
And
all
I
want
to
do
is.....
JUMP UP AND DOWN ON THE BED,
SCREAM LIKE A MAD WOMAN
AND SCARE THE CRAP OUTTA THOSE MONKEYS!!!!!!!!
But I won't, because I am evil and twisted.
Truthfully, my blog is for me. I write stuff that makes me laugh.
My blog is my happy place.
It really makes me happy when I get a comment or a new follower.
That is pure-D AWESOME!
But, I digress.
This is a post of my degenerate self.
The self that regales in dark thoughts of revenge.
The self that wants to be bad.
Be mean.
To gnash my teeth with pure delight in of the misery of others.
To whoop and holler around the fire of the misfortune of others.
To drag the reality of life
into the deepest
darkest
pit
of Hell
and laugh
at the tortured souls
grasping at
glittering,
black,
razor edged
crystal shards
lining the walls.
Slicing flesh.
Deep.
Tattered hanks
of skin,
clinging
to
shining
white
bone,
bleeding,
crimson
towards
the cavernous
yawning maw
of eternity.
But now...
in the quietness of my room,
I listen to the gentle breathing of the monkeys.
Intermittent quiet snores.
A soft sigh of a contented sleep.
And
all
I
want
to
do
is.....
JUMP UP AND DOWN ON THE BED,
SCREAM LIKE A MAD WOMAN
AND SCARE THE CRAP OUTTA THOSE MONKEYS!!!!!!!!
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Yes, evil, twisted and down right nasty is me!
BAHAHAHAAAA!!!
And now,
back to our regularly scheduled program.
ENJOY!!
Just stopped by from Life On a Colorado Farm. Love this post! Heh, heh. I think every mom-chick has evil twisted desires to get a little revenge on those monkeys. thanks also for the link to the super cool video.
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