eric

i hate kid rock. if i only had a brain you know how i'd kill him? i'd send him a cyanide dildo. cause i know about kid rock, come on. he used to have a midget as a best friend you can put together the numbers. why? why? satan is quiet? *laughing* i hear laughing. Laughing and typing. more laughing and typing. did you email me something? did you add something to your website? are you making a carpet bomb? you alright there? John? what did you do? do you want to talk about it? is it too painful? does it open old wounds? your baking a loaf of bread and i think it's sourdough. What are you doing? Yeah, well, ok. Great twist on the end their. I like you. I like your....blood. you've got something to say dont you. i dont know, why dont you tell me. Poser. Stand and fight. Uhm. a little bit yeah. I'm watching the fat cultists run around shooting their lases. I know cocks better armed then that. I mean, they've got las pistols and frag gernades. dude. DUDE! Where's my car? What did you do with it? Did you eat it? Psshhhh poser is the word. goat in my ass. what? poser? *cough* uhm. To symbolize my hate and anarchist view of society, i mean, if you cant love, what can you do? what are you doing? i'll hurt you. fuck you. poser. fucking newbie. you're going to be fucking owned. I'm gonna hide behind this big flower. 2 in 1. Yeah what he said. down with the newbies. i'm fed up. down with the sickness. i hate that song. i really do. that fucking down with the sickness song by disturbed. DiStUrBeD. why dont they name themselves bad attitude. i hate posers. hehehe john boy. Uh thank you john boy. ughh so funny. thunka john boy. did i tell you about that time we drove up to checkers, and the chick answered in an oriental voice? it was like "cun i gut yur urdur fur ya?" no. you'll never get the necronomicon. i'll swallow your soul. and spit it ok. Ok. bye. *click*

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