Whatever I say is Wrong................ Whatever You say is Right........................(or...... I don't need ya.)

You think of my name now and you may say....
That motherf#####!?!?!....What's he doin' today....
But, Hey.... man.....
Who are you to judge me????.... I don't judge ya.

Hey... man.... God don't even judge me...

You look the other way now, and then you say...
Man,.... I was wrong......
But Fuck him anyway.....
Thats OK.... I don't need ya.

No shit, they were wrong about me!!!....
but it ain't like I give a Fuck.

You may just be actin' but I don't care....
It's never really polite to stare.
It's not like I ever really cared.
So stare away..... I won't feed ya.

Get all the hate you want...
you get enough...
but you won't get any from me.

But, obviously, you were never polite anyway....
All you seem to say... is the same things everyday...
All you wanna do... is typecast "da crew."
So, just sit there and be an ass....I don't need ya.

I never liked ya punk ass anyway.

cheesemeister

Everyone who views this site will walk away a better person for doing so. Madd props to the cheesemeister, even madder props to her site. (Wait... does that sound right?) One of the few honest, interesting sites on the net.(Honestly, it is pretty interesting.) Could not give a better recomendation. (Maybe I could if I could just figure this bloggin' shit out.) So ya better take a look, or Santa won't bring ya no presents. (If anyone still believes in Santa.) Honestly, I don't believe in Santa, he never really brought me shit anyway. (Santa Claus is a fat bitch, another year and I ain't get shit. ICP) Oh well...Have a Merry whatever, Happy whatever, or whatever etc. Hope all your wishes and dreams come true.

P.S.
I would like to post directly a comment from an Anonomous blogger who used the name
gettingbackatsantaforthebettermentofmankind
Yes that may be quite a long name but I thought it was funny enough to post... so post it I shall!!! Here is the exact posting.....

Santa took my freaking Jack last year, ran into a powerline, knocking out all power to our neighborhood, somehow managed to turn around and sideswipe a busload of senior citizens on the highway. That fat fucker better not land on my roof this year, I'm gonna spray the roof with warm water so it freezes and watch him fall off. I'll take a picture and post it. It should be some funny shit. Drunk fat bastard, that will teach him to shit in my stocking.

Some of you may not share my distaste for the "jolly old fellow". But that fucker shat on me my entire life, damn stupid reindeer shit on the roof. He got stuck in the chimney one year and had the nerve to ask me for "a wee bit of Brandy." To which I replied, Brandy...I broke up with her like last week man, and let me tell ya you don't want none of that tramp. He laughed, and shook the damn chimney completely down, I mean the fat bastard broke the chimney off the house. I ended up givin' him a beer and telling him that my insurance agent would be in contact with him. He gave me a card. I still have it in fact, kind of a trophy of mine, but do you have any idea how many people in the U.S. alone that have legally changed their name to Santa Claus?? Quite a few man...quite a few. I know that fucker will return and when he does....lets just say, I'm ready to do battle with those damn reindeer and his fat ass too. Not to mention the elves, shitty ass toymakers.

Poetry..... For The Masses...Or at least me.

And now a poem.... or lyric verse for the anal retentive.
(from a famous American that all of us knew)
(JIM MORRISON)

To be alone
& watch the dawn
It could create
a silly song
About a girl
I used to know

She was the star
of the lost side show

She wasn't me
She wasn't you
Believe you me
Knew what to do

& say to a man on
the end of his tether
"Hey, fine handsome
Man, there'll be a change
in the weather"

So what am I
Supposed to do
Just sit alone
& chew my shoe
I need a love
No more than she
& yet no less
& no regrets

If you can fill me in
on my Telephone
I'd be a sadder,
wiser son of a gun

I'll just this
about all that
I was the mouse
who caught the cat

I don't intend
To give you no points
of view

I just mean to tell
You--I'm alone