I'm hungry. I hate it when I get hungry. I'm running out of kittens and puppies. I wanna go to India and eat a hamburger. But only if it's shaved, I hate hair. If this dog doesn't quit looking at me, he's next! I don't like ice in my drinks, especially water. It dilutes it too much. Can't wait for Santa to come for christmas, I need target practice. I'm probably going to hell for that one. Shit, if God reads ANY of my blogs, I'm going to hell for sure. People say I'm a sick, perverted, corrupt, asshole. I LOVE YOU TOO MOM!!!! What can I say? I like to fuck with people. But only if they can provide a current blood test result. And they have to agree not to blame me if they have a baby. I want a naked picture of Bea Aurther.
