Post by Ro-gan on Dec 25, 2008 10:35:24 GMT -5
Dec 19, 2008 15:20:45 GMT -5 @nedleeds2 said:
I can only work with what you give me. And, what you give me is a coward hiding behind his computer screen in his parent's basement afraid to identify himself because everyone will then know you are a dweebie.
Most likely your parents are divorced. Your mommy probably was fucking every guy that came to the house. It probably got to the point she would start buying things for no reason at all just to have the UPS man drop off the package while dropping off a load of his cum into your mommy's monkey-in-the-jungle hairy cootchie. One day your daddy came home early from his job cleaning public bathrooms at the mall and found the mailman in your kitchen with his dick buried deep in your mommy's ass.
He left and a genetic test found you weren't even his kid. Your mom had fucked so many guys that she sadly admits to you she doesn't even know who your daddy is. Your dad left and got his name removed off your birth certificate so he doesn't even have to give you money anymore or see you.
Your mom, so sex-craved, doesn't even talk to you accept to tell you to open the door for the delivery men that come to the house on a regular basis now as she awaits them in her bedroom, naked, legs spread.
You then pathetically go into the cobweb-ridden basement and get on the computer and try and slake your wounded self-worth by picking fights with the popular people on the internet because it makes you feel big. BUT... not so big that you can reveal yourself to everyone.
One can suppose from your life that was thrust upon you that you are at least 100 pounds overweight and hairier than a gorilla. When you get wet you smell worse than a wet dog. You probably even have facial hair that has grown in patchwork. The facial hair making you feel like a man.
After anonymously starting fights you then traverse the porn internet sites looking for the transvetite and hermaphrodite sites so you can whack off to dudes who look like ladies because your overtly sexual drives were damaged from what your mommy did to you.
Everyday you wake up wishing you could have the courage to finally pull the trigger of the gun you bought off the stranger you met at the interstate highway rest area in the public bathroom where you sucked his dick to completion throught the glory hole in the bathroom stalls.
Is this a haiku ?
Gesundheit!
