Excess; suicide on the installment plan.

[kenny]

It’s like something clicked, was it the words that echoed throughout my head while I slept. A crazy daze, fueled by excess – my eye is twitching and I can shoot a wad over my shoulder. In fact I did, and I have no idea where a portion of my spawn landed. I really hope they aren’t somewhere on my work clothes.

What can you do? What is your trick? I got a bunch of them up under my sleeve. No one wants this, I can battle you on a mic or I could punch you so hard that your liver falls out. I am a reincarnation of your worst fears, I can crush your ego with my balls and I have more soul than any other white kid you’ll ever meet. So please don’t step, and please don’t hate. I will always out do you. I got angels on my side and DMT pumping through my veins. Nothing to lose, so nothing holds me back, a freedom that is sure to leave me in the gutter before the hand is played out.

What’s next? Nothing, the loveless third wonder of the world is back with some videos for you ass. Here are a couple of clips to get you through the day. If you don’t think its weird enough yet, give me a minute. I found what I was looking for, so excuse me while I prepare to explode.

some short video clips: (nws)

Some drunk Indian Elvis.
Depravity.
Some drunk chick talking about dick in Wyoming.

[cold]

Originally posted by kenny
Depravity.

Yes, that is definatly comedy gold.