Venting
Psychiatrist recommend venting frustrations and anger instead of bottling it up. So for the sake of my mental health, I shall now vent. The following might not be suitable for small children or big babies.
GOD DAMN FUCKING SON OF BITCH! I FUCKING HOPE YOUR PENIS GETS DISMEMBERED IN A GORY AND PAINFUL MANNER SO THE WORLD DOESN’T HAVE TO SUFFER ANYMORE OF YOUR GENE POOL YOU GOD DAMN CUNT! GOOD BRAINCELLS WERE WASTED ON YOUR PATHETIC LITTLE LIFE. I HOPE A GOD DAMN TRUCK RUNS YOU DOWN AND CRUSHES THE EMPTY VESSEL WHICH IS YOUR HEAD. FUCKING ASSWIPE.
There, I feel all better. =)
Good hunting.
August 12th, 2006 at 5:22 am
Ouch. I wonder what that poor guy did to incur your wrath to such a degree so much so that you felt compelled to call him the sexual organ of a female?
August 16th, 2006 at 1:36 am
Somethings are better left unsaid. And don’t say sexual, say reproductive. I learned that in Human Communications class, sex sensitivity. =)