062. Diagnosis

[vicodincrutch]

I've seen some displays of sap. But you? I feel like I've been nursing off of a redwood. One more holiday to go and then the season of peak insincerity can finally come to a close. Do we all really love each other with that wishes of peace? I mean, besides the nazis. That's more than a little obvious. And the monsters. Nazis and monsters aside, do you honestly give a crap about everyone else? No. You don't. Because you can't possibly have feelings for every single person. It's not logical also more than half of you are idiots.

While I'm on a roll: City made the Zombie AIDS and then cured it. Game over with a fizzle. No hunt. No build up. I can't think of a time I've been this disappointed. The deities should stick to playing another game and leave mine alone.

Comments

[glock30.livejournal.com]

I missed this side of bitterness with my coffee in the morning.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Add that to the reason why baristas suck.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

I could just blame you.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Lemme be the first thing you see in the morning and then blame me for whatever you want.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

I think I'll pass and shoot myself in the foot instead.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Copycat. Not everyone can look this glamorous with a limp. Well, I'm sure you'll succeed in a different way nonetheless. We can go cane shopping.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

I was thinking about getting one of those electric wheelchairs.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

That's okay. We all can't be athletic.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

I'm sure I could beat you in a race.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I can manage a win.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

'Manage.'

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Usually there are plenty of other things I'd rather do to the female ass. But I can kick yours this once.