Yeah, so i’m ■■■■■■ out there laughing my ass off about how certain rich people actually believe that orgies are awesome, and i mean awesome, not fun but awesome, worshippable, respectable, glistening with devine beauty you might say.
So i just started laughing my ass off at it.
And this ■■■■■■■ ■■■■ of a ghost walks up and starts bending my spine backwards until i can’t breathe right.
So the ■■■■■■■ prick ghost goes “show my kids some respect.”
But i just kept imagining like a glistening golden godlike orgy up on a pedestal and i kept laughing even though i could be killed. i couldn’t help it. It just seems funny as a golden statue up on a pedestal, like a fat dude seeing golden mash potatoes or some ■■■■ up in the clouds, like it’s heaven you know?
So it didn’t kill me though. I guess we’re cool now.
I was thinkin, should i offer these ■■■■■■■■■■■■■ something? But that just seems stupid because i have nothing they would ever want really. They says “it’s the thought that counts”. It just seems dumb though, like you actually want my chicken or something?
They assured me “it’s the thought that counts.”
Well, back to dying i guess, c-ya later.