My diapers are bloody

So I got on the subway yesterday and amazingly it didn't smell like shit.
It smelt like urine.
Maybe it was coming from one of those brain dead teenagers who need to pull their pants up.

What's the deal with that anyways? Is there a generation out there who were never toilet trained and now they
have to wear baggy pants over their diapers?
Or what's with the guys wearing $400.00 track suits and diamond earrings? Do they know that they look like homosexuals?
And looking like a homosexual is almost as bad as being one.

You're all a bunch of fucking bastards.
If I had it my way I'd butcher you all and torch this whole fucking planet.

So I got banned from posting comments at Primal Purge.
And the bitch who writes that blog had the nerve to change the comment I did post.
That blog is the lamest piece of shit I've ever wasted 8 minutes on.
I rank that cunt at about the same intelligence level as Oprah.


Also, I accidently spit on some guy's baby today and he freaked out.
I called him a "motherfucking nigger" even though he was white.

It was pretty funny.

People are getting uglier.
Not myself of course, I'm dreamy.
And MrsBloodyDiapers, she's as lovely as always.
And not SandwichGuy, he always looks the same, (studly, like one of those guys out of Playgirl).

But just about everyone else is getting uglier.
And it's pissing me off.
I look around the subway car on my way home from work and it's like I'm at a fucking circus freak show.
And I'm not just talking about the Mud People either.

It makes me sick. Why do I have to be subjected to this?
I'm a good, honest, hard working person.
Why must I be subjected to sub-human dreck on my way too and from work?

Every day I bring a large butcher knife with me inside of my computer bag.
I reach my hand inside my bag and hold the handle as I ride the public transportation and visualize
ripping the knife out and jabbing it into the throat of the hiddeous shithead standing next to me on the subway
chomping down his McChicken. I imagine the feel of the knife as its progress slows towards his spinal cord.
I can see his clothes and my hands drenched in the blood pumping from his wound like a broken garden hose.
I can hear the grunting and screaming as the other mongoloid passengers sense danger in their primative dimwitted fashion.

I imagine all this as I grip my knife and it almost makes the ride home a pleasure.

I hate taking the bus and the subway.
It fucking stinks like crap.
I believe it's mostly the people that stink.
I call them the Stink People, and they sicken me.

If there is ever an arguement for selective breeding among the human race, it exists on the TTC.
What's with these people? Is it that they don't know how to shower?
Is it that they are unaware of the advances made with regards to deodorant
over the last 40 years?

It drives me nuts.
I get on the subway after another boring day at my life draining job, that I desperatly don't want to lose, (this is a life? but that's a whole nother story),
and I am greeted by the most repugnant stench of the day.
What is this? India?
Is there a wide-spread bowel problem in this society that I am unaware of?
I mean it really smells like shit. Honest to god shit.
I always look around for the vagrant that could be producing the offensive matter, but they are never there.
It must be coming from the brain dead office slugs the train is always filled with.
Or maybe it's the students. Oh God, the students. They are a group in our society entirely without worth. I would sooner throw a thousand of them into a
pit of flames then step on a blade of grass. They have no redeeming qualities. And they are ugly. It's as if the children people were having got
uglier after about 1990. What's with that? Could it be related to the stink? Is that the new things with kids these days; to smell like shit?
It wouldn't surprise me.

Anyways, if the government won't do anything about it, well, I just don't know what they're good for.
And it's getting worse.
I sware I saw poo balls falling out of someone's pant leg the other day.

I just finished reading, "Clash of Fundamentalisms" by some darkie guy.
It was very disappointing. From the books contents it is oblivious that this guy is a Communist, and the worst kind at that.
Now, I'm as big a Commie as the next guy, but there is this sickness that has seeped into the Left that has petrified the whole movement.
This guy suffers from this sickness.
His hatred for Jews and Israel is blinding.

The central thesis of the book, (that everything is America's fault, and what isn't America's is Islam's fault), isn't so much an intelligent arguement, as it is
the ramblings of an idiot.
And what was all that crap about Indonesia in the last couple of chapters? What the hell did that have to do with the rest of the book?

Anyways, the book sucked.

Take a look at your life.
Examine what you do and say every day.
I think if you do this honestly, if you don't spare yourself anything, you'll discover that you life is shit.
Who cares what about you life? You? Who will remember that you even lived in 100 years? Nobody.
You were born, you lived you life...big fucking deal.
You're a nobody, a nothing.
Do you think your family cares about you and that that means something?
Well, it doesn't because they are shit too.
You're whole world is crap.
Look at it. All you petty wants and needs are disgusting.


You can escape the meaninglessness of you life only one way.
By sending me money.

Email me for details.

Ladies,

If you want more out of life, if you want men to treat you better, if you want free stuff then you should provide more blow jobs for men.
Men respond quite well to blow jobs. Say you want to get into a movie for free, what do you do? Well just get on down and give that usher a blow job and you'll be enjoying your free movie in no time.
What if you want a free can of okra? Just blow the stock boy at the local supermarket and you'll be enjoying your okra before you know it.

But remember one thing; DON'T BE A RACE TRAITOR!!!!!

You know what the problem with this town is?
Well, I'll tell ya.
Too many goddamn faggots, and too many fucking polacks.
Now don't get me wrong, I love all people. But seriously, how many faggots is enough? I don't hate them, like God does, but they sure do get tiresome.

Look, I'll give it to you straigth. You got 3 choices in this life. You can send me drugs, you can send me money, or you call just kill yourself.
That's about it. Anything else you do or say is just another form of child molestation.

You can sit there at home with your secret stash of Bryan Adams records and you mother's penis hanging on the wall, waiting for Jesus to show up to wipe the sperm out of your nose, but it just ain't gonna happen.

Wait a second...are Oliver Stone and Bob Segar the same person?

Go fuck yourself.

So Sandwich Guy has a book review site. But he's only reviews shit books so far. As well, he has finally confessed to what we have known all along; he wants to be a fat negress.

I've been listening to the radio stations that came with my new cable TV package. It's the best shit on TV anyways. They actually play half decent music instead of that garbage they play on the non-TV radio. Who the fuck would have ever thought you'd have to go to the TV to get good radio? They play all that crap you heard at every teenage party you ever went to like Dust In The Wind, Black Water, and a bunch of Steve Miller. Now I'm not saying that that is really good music, but it's a hell of a lot better that listening to some nigger in his underware talking about how great his faggot ball shoes are. Or some slut going on and on about how she wants to "do it to ya baby", or some such inane shit. I don't think a song as good as Long Cool Woman by the Hollies has come out for about 8 years. What a pathedic fucking world.

Another thing I've been thinking about lately is, when do you go to the doctor? Is it when blood blisters suddenly appear in your mouth? Or is it when you dick swells up to 8 times its regular size and scabs appear all over it with small worm like creatures crawling out?
Email me, let me know.


That's it. I'm done. You can go back to fucking your 6 year old son in the ass, or whatever the hell it is you do with your time, you miserable shit fucker.