March 15, 2011

Funky Fresh

dear downside of the upside diary,

one of these days- kaboom- lights out- it might all be over. so if everyone else is gunna go around and pretend it's 'business at usual,' i guess i will too. ain't no sense in throwing in the towels now- i think i'll wait until someone comes and takes the bitches. good thing we got them tornado sirens. they might end up coming in handy. i need to make sure all my socks are clean and i got enough wash soap for the hE washing machine. i'll hang tight until i take flight- or die. or whatever is in store, but i just hope the good Lord sees fit to release me from the ORDER OF PROTECTION- sos i don't die a danger to my fellow victims. that would be embarrassing to get to Heaven and explain to all my kin- how i am still dealing with all that dumb shit and the world has come to an end. you know if that's what happened to me- you best better watch your fucking backs. because if it looks like we are at the end of time honey- i'm knocking at both your fucking doors and i ain't looking back. fuck that piece of paper- i got some serious shit to say (real talkin) and you will hear my fucking fat ass mouth or on the pavement you will lay. you will smell (or lick) my fucking ass crack and i cant wait to hear you read this in court, it will be hard to keep from laughing- but remember THIS WAS ALL UNDER THE CONTEXT OF THE WORLD ENDING.  so i hope nobody feels threatened- cuz i don't have any plans. nobody took any of my towels yet- and i haven't heard ANY sirens.