Soon to be successful author, lyricist, Pro Bass Tour Angler, and sniper (not with a gun, but with my mighty pen. However, if you fuck with me, I'll ventilate your chest cavity with bullets just the same. I challenge you to follow your own dreams, not those that society wants you to chase. I want you to strive to be the most mediocre drone in society that you can be, if that's really all that you want. I dare you to wake up each and everyday to say," I want to hold onto my job, yet incur no further responsibilities, pressure, or status." You can aim your sights lower and lower until you trip over them for all I care...just be happy.
Fuck with the best, you'll take a permanent rest.
I have no desire to try to tell you how "wonderful" I really am. You'll either figure it out, or miss out. I'm quite possibly the most misunderstood and underappreciated individual since Christ. Don't martyr me after I'm gone. Cherish me while I'm here. That's probably not likely to happen, human nature equals stupidity that is fueled by an insatiable ignorance.I have ridiculously loyal, dependable, and trustworthy friends. Next to family, I value them above all else. I've had it pretty good, all things considered. Despite all the tragedies, i'm just a man like you, you, and you. No better, no worse. I've weathered storms, heartache, disappointment, and loss just like anyone else. Fear of success is as great as the fear of defeat. The more you have, the more you stand to lose. Perhaps that explains a lot about me.
"Lady Luck spat in my face. So I said, "So a BJ is out of the question, huh?" Then she kicked me in the balls. I wear a cup now!!" ~ Yours Truly
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Asymetrical is my life. That's right, no balance, no two sides are ever equal and I blame it on scoliosis. I want a diamond studded cougar. I'll name him Ramon. Ducks dont fly in "Vs" and flies never duck, they just fly away. I've been told that insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting different results. Does this mean that being kind, considerate, a generous are insane? Should I stop? Or are those of you that are unreliable, unpredictable, and unloyal the "sane" ones? If that's the case, i'd rather be in-fuckin-sane. Your integrity can only be sold once...it's a lot like virginity. When it's gone, it's gone. I liked King Dons better than Hoe Hoes as a kid, when I was a young man, I chased bitchy hoes, now as a mature man, the only bitch I like is my dog. Loyalty has it's merits. Everyone else pretty much sucks. If you want me to make sense of this thing we call life, you're giving me too much credit. I don't like you enough to give you any cents either, not that I have enough credit to give any cents. I like playing with words, rather word play, but hate players. Unless they're chess players, then I respect them...not necessarily like them. I know more useless trivia than the Dalai Llama. Really, I do and I kicked his ass in "Totally 80s Trivial Pursuit." Man was he pissed, so as a peace offering I bought him a "Hat Trick Burger" and a Labatt Blue at Marge's Bar & Grill while watching the Red Wings. He's a Catholic now, Turns out he really likes meat and thinks that Zetterberg and Datsyuk are the shit. Now he wants to learn to skate, so he can play hockey in the Goodwill Games and check that lil' fucker from North Korea. You know, the one with the Nukes. He really hates Nukes. He hates lil dictators with Nukes in Southeast Asia moreso. I'm tired, I think I'll go sharpen my pencil now....because now I'm ready to finally write that story I've been meaning to write. I may call it "How I got Fisted." But I also like "Dryfist. The Anal Fucking Of A Lifetime." What do you think it should be?
Disgruntled Donny
People Iced: Thirty Eight
Car Bombs Planted: Twelve
Favorite Weapon A Cleaver
Arms Broken: Twenty Five
Eyes Gouged: Fourteen
Tongues Cut Off: Ten
Biggest Enemy: Bloody Thumbs
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