Is there a reason I must maintain this blog? Is there a point to all this nonsense? Why, no... of course not... hence the name. Duh. But it doesn't matter. I will pick my nose, take my meds and ground myself for not doing my household chores. I will slap my tits, study the actions of depraved minds, and dream of a better future. Because when a spider bite gets you high, anything can happen.
About Me
- Pooge
- I think too much, sleep too much, and wonder why blogger will suddenly no longer accept my strike tag. I love Reese's peanut butter cups and caffeine-free diet coke. I believe in freedom of speech, the seperation of church and state, and the right for all individuals to marry whom ever they love... regardless of their gender. I hate dishonesty, prejudice, hypocracy and crushed pineapple. I wake up every morning and count the gray hairs on my head. I'm still waiting for my ship to come in, but not holding my breath.
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