Kevin

I go to school. I go to work. People move away. I dance and move like a gnarled cajun stripper on quarter flicking night at "Busted Jose's", the only strip club in town with a skeet shooting/cock fighting range out back. i ihate iapples iannoying iinsistence ion iplacing ii iinfront iof ievery iproduct ithey imake. I find that most people i meet slowly fray my nerves by persistent petty unpleasantness (but not you, you're my bestest friend.) I, like most people, dislike my dislikes. I like it when people talk to me, except in most situations. I like it when i can hold on to a pen until it dries out...but i hate it when they dry out. Vikings, as long as they have horned helmets, are the greatest. Zombies are what vikings turn into when they are no longer cool, kinda like B rate actors who host day time talk shows, desperately clinging to scraps of fame. I sometimes type and/or say things hoping for inspiration to kick in to make it funny. It seldom happens.