So I’m talking to someone I know well on the phone while having a cigarette…
And some dude walks up my back stairs, and I told Sara I had to take a break to talk to this person…
He says this to me,
“If anything goes missing, I’ll hold you personally accountable. (Then he points to the building I live in) and says, if you live here, you’re an idiot”
I don’t think this spirit realized who he was speaking to.
I can condemn this person for trillions of years of hell if the features of rape and torture go missing, or don’t go missing.
I’m tired of this shit. I’m older than dirt.
He likes the hell feature of our current plan. He can have it. I’m going to flex my muscles a bit on this spirit.
Because they’re trying to hell everyone beyond comprehension forever. I’m trained in the hell arts beyond comprehension … I can smell a heller from infinite space and time. If he’s trying to prove a point. I’ll prove a point. Everyone eventually taps out.
Better than putting a cigarette butt down a storm drain.
Keep saying hi. Mix it up with a smile. See what happens. Say “Fuck you, too, my dude!” with a wink, a smile, and the pointy gun hands snap thingy… see what happens.
