Ok, I'm Pissed Off as Fuck Right Now.

I wasn't planning to blog today, just get drunk, watch movies, chill out, plan out what to do with my girlfriend next week.  That kind of shit, and then I see this:
Fucking Religious Hypocrites
People like this is why I believe that god either does not exist, or he is an asshole. If I were god I would send an angel to kill people like this in the presence of an audience with flaming swords. Every single day. Anyone that justified any kind of killing in my name, dead by flaming sword. Iran, I'd thunderbolt the shit out of that country.
North Korea, tornadoes. China, angels killing every single party member. Cuba, more angels, and more flaming swords. None of this shit is happening, and until it does, as far as I'm concerned, there is no god. Maybe it's because god in his infinite stupidity is an asshole. Sometimes, and it's not often, I pray, and I say, "god, if you exist, you are a sovereign asshole." My philosophy is to listen to the better part of myself. I'm pretty broke; but just walking down the street I see people way broker than me. The other day I saw a lady with two babies, sitting on the side of the road, begging. I gave her a buck. How could I have not? But if there is a god, why the fuck did that even happen in the first place?  It would not have, is my point.
 

Falling in Love Should be Easier.

I've been fucking this girl, and now the song stuck in my head is The Whiter Shade of Pale; but in Spanish, because that songs explains exactly how I feel. 
Con tu Blanca Palidez
I will add that Sony Music Entertainment can go eat a dick.  I am a violent man, who can use computers, and if RIAA breaks my balls for publishing a song that I cannot possibly buy here, even if I had all the money in the world, someone is going to catch a machete to the neck.
Annie Lenox also did a version of it:
A Whiter Shade of Pale
I know neither of those are the originals; but I don't care for the original version.
I'm going to fuck this girl this afternoon, I'm going to cum inside her.  I'm going to sing her the song, and I'm going to tell her that I love her, and if she says anything other than along the lines of "I love you too."  I'm going to tell her that I'm going to fuck another girl after I leave there, and then I'm going to do it.

Slashing Car Tires

Ok, so I've been accused of doing this shit, except I was accused of doing it to some sorry ass piece of shit that I really had no quarrel with, except the motherfucker was crazy like a mug, or maybe he was crazy like a mug.  What happened in that case is that the motherfucker let his tires go fucking flat.  You can fix a fucking tire as long as the hole is not in the sidewall; but once it's in the sidewall, you're fucked.  I've known this from an early age, because I love cars, and that's how I know how to sabotage a fucking car.  Mr. Junky later kicked his dad on the balls, because he was nuts and on drugs, and couldn't fucking handle life.
I won't lie.  I have stabbed a few tires through the sidewall; but I'm always ninja as fuck about it, so nobody even notices.  And my only regret is not stabbing more.

Do You Like Apples? How Do You Like Them Apples?

So a long time ago, I used to have a crush on this bitch.
I don't think I've ever crushed so hard on anybody; but she just kept insulting the fuck out of me once she found out.  Well, finding a fucking vid of her getting breast massage and posting it all over the interwebs, is what I consider sweet revenge, so enjoy:

Oh, BTW, her name is Lupita Rodriguez de Silva, and she is a total slut. She lives in San Francisco, and she'll suck your dick; but only if you're a stoner loser, or some other such worthless piece of shit.