Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Found in Rubbish

There are times when what I must do makes me genuinely hate being me.

This is one of them.

2 comments:

D. said...

ahh, killing hookers isn't so bad. You start to realize nobody even cares.

all you ha....

oh, you're talking about something far more personal aren't you?

Geoff said...

Oh no, you got it right D. This whole blog's been a veiled documentary of how I garrot hookers in my spare time.

Only, not really. Damn, I choke up even thinking about it.

Heh. Makes me wonder what all those kids are thinking when they say "bomb the fuckers!"

Do they even KNOW who those fuckers are? Or what we'd be dropping on them?