Choke

I remember I was eating a hot pocket while watching tv a long time ago. Something funny happened I laughed and then I started to choke. I couldn't stop coughing. Nobody was in the apartment with me at the time to help me. I tried to drink some water but it didn't work. I started throwing the water up when I tried to drink it. Eventually I stopped choking and refused to eat another hot pocket again.

I was a little pissed that nobody came knocking at my door to see if I was ok. It was like the middle of the night on a weekday so I knew they were home. They'd rather sleep then save my life. WELL I HOPE MY ROTTING BODY DOESN'T BOTHER THEM!!!!! If I was in their shoes and somebody was coughing, I probably would've just turned my tv up and assume they'll get over it. Who dies from choking anymore really? I almost did! the assholes. I would've haunted the bastards forever.

Update MoFo's!

It's been awhile since I've talked about my neighbors. I still to this day that she is a prostitute but I haven't proved it yet. Still scared shitless of her husband so I'm just keeping by thoughts to myself.

My support group is still going. Our new member kicks ass. He's gonna rock with the bastard and friends on Friday. As for the suicidal thoughts, I had a relapse most of the day today but now I'm feeling a little better.

My girlfriend and I are still together. Nothing new with us. I'm still trying to sneak in some vodka in her drinks just so she remembers what it's like to be buzzed.

Her Unshaven Bush

Before and After

Well what's been going on last week with us? Well besides the whole Friday incident, nothing much.

Beyond Me:

She took some pictures today to put around here and everywhere. It's a little frightening. She's gonna hate this picture. I thought this picture was funny being that it's a small bush/plant seemingly growing out her. I don't know, guess you have to be here to laugh at it. I nicknamed the plant "BM's Bush".

Neighbors:

I'm just thinking she just has a lot of friends. I don't think the wife is a whore anymore. What a damn shame. But I still think the husband is still a serial killer. Nobody can be that mean and claim they haven't killed a few people and baby seals.

Parents:

The meeting of two worlds (her parents and my parents) will take place next week on Friday. Now that's what I call a Slasher Friday!

Friends:

They are still bastards in training.

Me:

I'm 100% better. No more cold! Now I can jump in the ice naked again!....or push somebody into the ice. That's about it. Yo yo, peace out my homies.

The Female Body

From the tips of your hair down to the tips of your toes, the female body is so smooth to the touch. From the breast down around your back, the female body, ummmm, so smooth to the touch.

Oh yeah, dinner with the neighbors wasn't as bad as I expected. I held tightly to the butter knife they gave us just in case I had to use it.