Much to the dismay of almost all of you, yesterday’s post was indeed an April Fool’s joke. I assumed that you, dear reader, would see through my seemingly transparent facade, and knowing well that I am a narcissistic asshole would recognize that I was only joking. My emotional fortitude has been compromised (you can tell, because I now say things like “emotional fortitude”), but your paltry attempts at convincing me to commit suicide are all that really keep me going.
As a Good Friday gift to you all, I will keep this post short and sweet, but come Monday expect your ass to be pulverized with my regular drivel about my ass being pulverized.
Oh, and don’t forget that this Sunday is Spring Halloween, so bust out those chicken periods and Jesus Sticks, we’s goin’ to a buffet!
You're talking out your ass again.
Kari Ferrell – Proof there is no God.
Cunt. Hahahahahahahaha.
zombie jesus is gonna get you for that, ferrell!
die in a fire.
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