Nov 24 2008
Swolen thumbs conquest.
Well here I am writing a research paper on your favorite and mine Joel Rifkin. What a winner that one is… Slaying prositutes…not only slaying them but feeding into the belly of the beast, their drug habbits. In the mind of a maniac, I commend him…for getting away with it for such a prolong period. We learn from this…that when we approach the task of murder we must not get sloppy if we plan to have it be a concurrent thing in our lives. See You cant go driving your mothers truck with no plates on the back with a decomposing whore corpse in the back. I mean it’s obvious isnt it. Let me smear a little Noxeema across my moustache to take away the scent of rotting flesh, bodily fluids and death. Oh Joel you slay me …haha not litarraly oh I know you wish…but honestly I don’t think I’d be your type.
