As gay as the Spring.
Monday, June 30th, 2008Everybody has been making such a big fuss about the spring. Something hardly likely for me to comprehend. What’s so good about the spring? Sunny weather, flowers, rainbows, spring rabbits and of all those shitty iconic brainwashing propaganda. Load of bollocks.
What people has been advocating is blatant capitulation that is inherently incompatible with my brand of logic.
I tell you why.
Pollen,kids,bugs. Those little fucknaughts.
Pollen(debunga) are the most annoying thing since my saggy-ass blabbermouth neighbours. *I’ll get into that in later on.
Most flowering plants bloom this time of year. In the process, they spread spores and pollen. Now What is retard about that part, was that they pollute. They pollute the air, the streets.They stick to your laundries and your clothes and snuck into your nostrils down to your lungs, and before you even know it, you get sick. Pollen- Pollution, pollute. Irony.
Kids.In my previous posts i’ve been telling people of how much i hate kids and how they annoy me out of my skull. Whenever the weather’s nice, the kids will come out and play in the area around my house, making noises and shit. Dope heads. Aren’t they the loudest creature god ever made.
Flies. Word has it that the fly larvae undergo their metamorphosis to become adult flies as short as 1 day, and i heard they can live up to 28 days. Well not in my case. It depends on of how good I am with the swatter. There was once when i tried to suck them dead using a vaccum cleaner. No chance. Those slick little bastards are faster than what i’ve expected. But I prefer hitting them with thick zines or anything that you can roll and make a thick bat-like club out of it. Wham! Wham! I enjoy every second of their white shit squirting out from their fat flesh. What a feeling.
Moth. One night when i was about to go to sleep, i heard this buzzing sound. And It kept on hitting the windows and the walls. Buzz.Thump.Buzz.Thump. It’s like an endless resounding suck ass serenade that kept resonating with vibration of the sorrounding air. God, It’s sucking my will to live!! So I turn the light back on, locate those little fuckers and smack them with a roll of Ø1.5in wrapping papper, leaving them slightly unconscious and then put them in an envelope. What resulted after that, is something i rather not say. Very disturbing shit.