so here's a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like, I heard she was a frisco dyke.
city of compton.
get me out of myself today.
I can't stand the sight, smell, the mere existence of myself today.
I roll down a selfish spiral shrinks call depression.
So whats fat black and gay man supposed to do?
is he supposed to gain comfort from peers.
tried that, doesn't work.
other people are less reliable than yourself.
is he supposed to drink cheap (sometimes not so cheap) draft beer until he doesn't feel the pain.
that seems like a happy option.
as long as its with people that intellectualy stimulate him.
so i guess thats what i was missing in florida.
furorida shu
not enough intellectual stimulation.
so hopefully TO will be better.
hopefully i can get my nasty ass over there.
hai wakarimashita.