I have a vest. If I had my arms cut off, it would be a jacket.

Ok quick rant today. You know what I hate? You. You can’t go around telling people you know what is it they hate you nosy know-it-all! Anyway, there’s something else that gets on my nerves: The Westboro Baptist Church. Hell, they make me want to go into a killing spree.

I have a huge problem with religion, every religion. To me they are all based on mind control, extortion and pursuit of power. No, I am not talking about Darth Vader. But the people from the Westboro Baptist Church outdo themselves to stand as the crappiest religious organization ever! (Don’t be jealous, Scientologists and Mormons; you’ve got your own things going on).

These “Church” has announced that they will be picketing Liz Taylor’s funeral, because of her gay friends and (wait for it) humanitarian work against aids. For those of you who can’t find sense in this, these are the guys who protested funerals of slain members of the American military and a girl who was a victim of a school shooting. The reason? She was a Muslim, so they claimed “God sent the shooter”. Cute.

When these people die I swear I’ll swap their tombstones for picket signs and hope they come back as zombies so I can beat the crap out of them with their own signs.

Little known fact: God also hates penguins.

One of their actual picket signs, not even kidding.

Anyway, moving on. I gotta run now, so I’ll just leave you with a couple of presents:

1. A stand-up from Chris Rock in which he makes a pretty good statement on how to stop violence.

2. A psychological test based on disorder studies by the University of Cambridge. I failed at 4 so I guess I have somewhat of an inclination to violence. Those motherfuckers! I’m the less violent guy ever! I’ll kill them! I’ll kill them all!

Prepare to have our friends from Westboro picket your funeral.

3. The song of the day. Avant-Garde Jazz at its finest. John Zorn is a freaking mad genius and he will shove it in your face with this track. Also, there’s a bonus. Click the link bellow the video before listening to the song. Rain does make everything better. (If you happen to be one of those kids who enjoy smoking, I hear this is a treat.)



About CR7

So you think you had a hard childhood? Well, fuck you. It's got nothing on mine. My mom threw me out of the house before I even hit 13, and I never met my dad. My only friend till I was 10 was the prick next door who was always beating me and telling me I wasn't worth shit. It's not like I had a choice: the town I lived in only had like 9 people in it. I spent my adolesence moving around fighting people. But it gets worse. My only friend then was an asian guy in his 30s or something who was somewhat of a perv. The only perk was that I got to hang around with this cute ginger chick. She enjoyed beating me but I trust it was her way of caring. But dear God the bane of my existance was this adult couple that I could NOT seem to avoid. You know the types of couples that are absolutely sickening, like they wear matching outfits and finish each other sentences? Yeah they were fucking creepers, and they had a cat, who was at least twice as annoying as they were, I swear this thing would never shut the fuck up. Like I said I ended up moving from town to town getting into fights with other kids my age, even adults from time to time. The only thing that kept me going was my dream to become a Pokemon master.
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One Response to I have a vest. If I had my arms cut off, it would be a jacket.

  1. based only on my own self-knowledge I think I might have considered believing your psycological test was real, but then again, I thought, it’s you we’re talking about… you almost got me there x3

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