say something about ... yourself!

I see. Here I was, thinking you were having a breakdown, and you'd tell us about hallucinations and shit, and you actually meant the band after all. I am disappointed.
 
Well that explains your previous attraction to girls, it runs in the fam... wait, dead grandmothers watching masturbation? I see pornographic comedy in your future.
 
Didn't you say something about women being more disgusting than males? I assumed it meant you preferred meat poles to meat holes.

(Edit: On another note, it seems my throat feels less raw. Did the mustard do it? Weird...)
 
my kiss jacket didn't sell on egay :(

Aww well maybe this will cheer you up. It's true, and a little scary!

Last night I had a dream that I was in a college course called "Oregon Trail" (and no I do NOT play that "Game" on Facebook), and the entire class was full of college students, conducted in a foam mat block type of padded room for little kids, and I walked in late to the first class.

You were the teacher... and in the dream we talked on the board and stuff, but you didn't know what I looked like but I'd seen pictures of you, and knew that it was you. And for some reason that was really bad, because you were my professor. So I told you, and you gave me a D.

That's all. I woke up laughing. What a random dream haha.