No one cares about my magical day of sexting, tinder matches, and the fact that not one person sent me a butthole pic – despite asking…over and over and over again…thinking that persistence is the key to happiness…but ALSO…the key to getting arrested for being a creepy stalker… Saying things like “YOU aren’t SOMETHING…you are […]

I assume people care about the debate tonight, even Canadians, who find the whole thing fun and exciting…because Canadians are pathetic…and I assume all these feminist, left, social justice warriors are having debate parties all over the city…getting drunk and running their mouths like they know what’s up…or how the world works…and you know what […]

The highlight of my day was walking behind some 30 year old chick in spandex pants who kept compulsively picking her underwear out of her ass. At first it was subtle…and she seemed nervous or uncertain about it…but then it got more and more intense…like she was alone despite being on a busy street and […]

Telling a woman crying on a park bench about her husband who died unexpectedly from a head injury….that there’s not scientific proof that her saying “I still see him bringing me my morning coffee”….or “I still see him out back working in the yard”….or “I still see him on our wedding day, the birth of […]

I like telling girls who don’t fuck me that I call the hookers I pay to fuck me hookers…but I also call them by the name of the girls who don’t fuck me….to make it feel more real…then I tell them that I just came to what I wrote….because I like making everyone feel uncomfortable…especially […]

It’s Canadian Thanksgiving….or Columbus Day….where the some freaks celebrate rape and destruction of the native colonies because they are dark and creepy and like to complain and whine about victims and darkness because they believe that the brutal tribal wars were awesome before the colonialist refugees came over and stole their land and labeled them […]

Here we are…. Another Monday over, the days of your life passing you like sand in the hourglass, each day over, never to be had again. One less Monday in this story of our life…one less Monday closer to death… But at least I saw a girl with big tits riding her bike over speed […]