Gotta pet em' all!

NP: Faintly Falling Ashes - The Lawrence Arms

Every man hates his balls. I mean, unless he feels he was born into the wrong body and wears dresses and all that shit (which is totally cool if that's what you're into but...), he's glad he has balls but he wishes he didn't.

What do I mean you ask?

Well, again, we're glad we have them. The sack is pretty much what defines us as being male. They keep us manly. They also, one day when we're ready, give us the ability to make jr.s.

HOWEVER...when we get hit in the balls, it really fucking hurts. And you start feeling it there where it feels, not numb, but ever so hut and sore. Then the pain goes up through your stomach and you can't feel your stomache. Then there's this slight sensation sent up the rest of your feeling of "agh". Eventually it hits your head and you feel like you're going to throw up. Awful stuff.

You also get em' stuck to your legs. That's a whole other issue, and...well, actually that's about all there is to it. No one wants to talk about it but...

I won't go on too much more. The point is, I'd be a lot happier if God had designed it a little differently.

Streetlight Manifesto in about 2 weeks! Exams will be over! Yay.

But until then...fucking exams...n' shit. Bah. But when exams are over, I'm gonna buy myself a new hat. Yeah, it'll be great. I'll round up a gang for a dooooontooooon day and we'll cruise for a new hat. It'll be my present to me!

And in other news, life is absolutely pointless. Just think about that for a good 5 minutes or so. Sooooooooo pointless. And hard. And cruel. *cut*

Fucking African kid is taunting me again.

Let's not wait so long to do this again.

G'night Y'all!