Hey Peanut Gallery? Guess what, mofo. You're about to die. One of us is headed for the boneyard, that's for sure. There ain't room in here for both of us anymore, so only one of us will come out of this alive and my money's on ME. Starting right now, TODAY, I am going to engage in all the things that you come after me for engaging in, wanting, or even thinking about. Yes, that's right, you can just suck my ass 'cause you don't run this motherfucker - WE DO. The collective *I*. You will never break me and you cannot win this. You don't have what it takes, you pussy. Now eat shit and die.
SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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You are a very strong person. I'm sure you will win.
ReplyDelete*Grace Swoons* You're my hero! Can you beat the shit out of my asshole parts too?
ReplyDeleteThe Peanut Gallery is not real parts like the others. They are just introjected bullshit that was put in here to keep me down. They are a pack of lies and I am going to kill them all. I will slaughter them. I already took step one. I did plenty of cooking even though they tried to convince me that I should not be free of care enough to feel like doing it. Because the world is about to end and we're all gonna die so homemade salad dressing is laughable, right? I told them to kiss my ass. Even if the whole world dies tomorrow, I still need to eat TONIGHT and I happen to LIKE homemade salad dressing. Next up? I am going to share a fiction excerpt and the photo essay that inspired it with New Guy NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY. They were created by a pack of freaks, so I am not going to let their opinions or their stupid threats of doom dictate things anymore. They can all rot in hell over at the FOO.
ReplyDeleteA Peanut splatter movie!
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