I am currently on a hydrogen program to slowly ween me off O2. It has been 3 months, 14 days and 7 hours since my last gulp of oxygen and i am feeling GREAT. the only problem is that i am on life support because my organs dont work. on the plus side, i HAVE lost a few pounds. currently i weigh 8 lbs since i have not drank any water.
I once lied when i was two and i still have anxiety attacks because of the guilt that lies untop of my sinning soul. I am currently going to 37 support groups to get over my emotional trauma. My brother says his butt is a gun and his shit is his bullets. we've learned to install bullet proof toilets. Theyre a little more expensive, but in the long run it saves us more money. On a happy note, at the age of 7 and three quarters (with 4 days, minus three hours divided by two and fractioned over the root of pie and the area of 24) after many hospital trips and excrutiating pain, i finally mastered the art of dodging my brother's bullets..like neo. is this ridiculous enough for you? oh, and my sister laughs like the speed racer dog.
Back to me now. i hate moonlight walking on the beach. I hate walking period. ok i am just kidding. i actually collect baby porn for a living. oops, i mean baby corn. you know..the ones you get in the salad..try the ones at luby's.those are the B-E-S-T. oops, i didnt mean baby corn, i meant baby porn. ohh i like the corn, mmm pop corn. but at the movies it has waay to much butter.. mmmmmmm, butter with porn.
AHAHA, just kidding. i am perfectly normal.
