methodicalneuropathy

Devils and enigmas are only here for the sole purpose of testing you. They are empty husks and shadows riddled across the world which mean you harm, but unbeknownst to them, they are simply the catalysts brought to test you. They’re like the fires that forge the hardest steel. Without those tastes of chaos, you will not know strength or what it truly means to be alive.

So I was sitting at my desk working just a few minutes ago while listening to Last.fm using the “tag radio” feature. The tag was set at “grunge” because I was just in the mood for that kind of shit. Most of the songs have been fitting the genre, but then fucking Seven Mary Three came on with a song called “Walk with the Devil” (and if you just gasped at excitement that this bullshit is “your song”, kill yourself). While listening to said song, I heard the phrase “dirty jew box”, and I said out loud “well, then you need to wash your fuckin’ dirty jew box!” (clearly the lyric was “dirty jukebox”). I guess what I’m trying to say is, life is like a dirty jew box, and when it spreads its nasty fuckin’ poon lips in your face, you have to grab life by the ten inch clit and tell it to wash its fuckin’ dirty jew box. So seize the day, and stay away from nasty pussy. Until next time…