Hey those fuckin\' aliens stole my zombie
Whatz a guy to do ? I'm sitting here in my jammies right ? Not a problem in the world when - like a lighting bolt striking a nuclear projectile - I am freaking momentarily blinded by. . . . oh wait, that was my microwave. . . . . . . . . . .
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So
I finally decided to start a support group called \'Dysthymia\' Don\'t have a plan , I\'m just interested in talking with however many other people who are going through life seemingly alone.
so who knows . .. could be something good .
O man, we go GLOBALl .
This is a chance- maybe, just maybe to change the lives of
- the INVISIBLE\'S - who are scattered all about the planet - half buried in a steeply worn chair, faceless, with not even a clue that \"Dysthymia \" might be fucking up there entire - every breath existence !
God I hope------------- I\'m doing this right. . . .
I\'m up . . . then I\'m down.
- like whatever I do
ends up being . . . . . . fuck this . . . . . . . . . move over there man . . . .
Oh damn.. I hate when that happens. No more foil.. step away from the foil. I love your humor.. you crack my ass up!