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Aug. 28th, 2006 02:18 am
Today, I proved there is no God.
" There is no God! If there was, And She was a kind and loving deity like the christians claim him to be ... THEN She would grant me my one wish.
She'd allow me to coellesce my misanthropy into a tight focused beam, like unto a holy flaming sword of hatred! Allowing me to cleave the empty skulls of the unclean and strew the wasted grey matter about like so much dessicated confetti!
It'd be like the ghost of Charles Darwin handing me the CHAINSAW OF NATURAL SELECTION!
Yes, my friends, if GOD existed; She'd give me the power of HEAD EXPLODEY!!!
... Ahhh, I feel better now. Better than a fucking cigerette that was! "
That was what my poor unfortunate coworkers heard me utter as I stormed into the lockerroom at work tonight.
The reason behind that rant? The fact that I was stuck behind two carloads of assfucks who were using up both lanes of the road talking to each other while going almost twenty miles below the speed limit! A drive that by rights should only take me ten minutes at the longest took me almost twenty do to them.
This meant I did not have enough to decompress with some vanilla tea before having to deal with the crackerfuck fans of that inbred redneck Billy Ray Cyrus.
Yeah there was hell to pay.
But at least they all laughed at my cigerette comment.
And I think they're beginning to think I am slightly more than a tad touched in the head. I like that.
She'd allow me to coellesce my misanthropy into a tight focused beam, like unto a holy flaming sword of hatred! Allowing me to cleave the empty skulls of the unclean and strew the wasted grey matter about like so much dessicated confetti!
It'd be like the ghost of Charles Darwin handing me the CHAINSAW OF NATURAL SELECTION!
Yes, my friends, if GOD existed; She'd give me the power of HEAD EXPLODEY!!!
... Ahhh, I feel better now. Better than a fucking cigerette that was! "
That was what my poor unfortunate coworkers heard me utter as I stormed into the lockerroom at work tonight.
The reason behind that rant? The fact that I was stuck behind two carloads of assfucks who were using up both lanes of the road talking to each other while going almost twenty miles below the speed limit! A drive that by rights should only take me ten minutes at the longest took me almost twenty do to them.
This meant I did not have enough to decompress with some vanilla tea before having to deal with the crackerfuck fans of that inbred redneck Billy Ray Cyrus.
Yeah there was hell to pay.
But at least they all laughed at my cigerette comment.
And I think they're beginning to think I am slightly more than a tad touched in the head. I like that.
