05-06-2022, 03:58 AM
It won't surprise me if the Jury sides with her.
Evil always wins. IRL.
It feeds off of our confusion and sadness.
We're just being set up for disappointment.
Kurt Cobain, Robin Williams... sensitive people don't win. They get buried or they kill themselves or they just become drunk and violent. Fuck all of that. We relate to Johnny because of his darkness, not because he's some soft bitch.
I'm not going to give a solitary fuck about what happens in this trial. Fuck it. It's just entertainment. It's just super rich actors in post-divorce malaise, televised.
It's no more or less important than some dude named Manny who owns a little taco truck, has two daughters and a wife who has herpes, and her brother lives with them, and his name is Ciro, and he's mute but has a huge cock, and he's got a 15 year-old son named Lito who has a mustache and looks 21, and his middle school teacher is in prison now for attempting to have sex with him, and she writes him a letter a week from her cell, and Ciro burns them, but Lito is too busy fucking other women to care either way. Lito's already got a full time job at Panda Express and an old Chevy Nova with a V6, and his aunt has a mole on her ass that looks like a broken purple french fry; it's got a slight curl -- and she has a son, Ciro's nephew, whose name is Amos, and he's 24 and drives for DoorDash, and he wears cowboy boots with basketball shorts and likes to fish, and HE has a son who is 4 and is already rapping and pretty good with nunchucks. Actually really good. It's impressive. The 4 year old's name is Rodan. He's a protege. He's also not actually Amos's son. That's a mystery. He might be part alien. It's been discussed. A local preacher tried to do an exorcism on Rodan, and Rodan just giggled right in his face, and the preacher had a heart attack and screamed and ran directly into a wall out of sheer panic and died. Rodan just kept giggling the whole time. It pleased Amos.
Evil always wins. IRL.
It feeds off of our confusion and sadness.
We're just being set up for disappointment.
Kurt Cobain, Robin Williams... sensitive people don't win. They get buried or they kill themselves or they just become drunk and violent. Fuck all of that. We relate to Johnny because of his darkness, not because he's some soft bitch.
I'm not going to give a solitary fuck about what happens in this trial. Fuck it. It's just entertainment. It's just super rich actors in post-divorce malaise, televised.
It's no more or less important than some dude named Manny who owns a little taco truck, has two daughters and a wife who has herpes, and her brother lives with them, and his name is Ciro, and he's mute but has a huge cock, and he's got a 15 year-old son named Lito who has a mustache and looks 21, and his middle school teacher is in prison now for attempting to have sex with him, and she writes him a letter a week from her cell, and Ciro burns them, but Lito is too busy fucking other women to care either way. Lito's already got a full time job at Panda Express and an old Chevy Nova with a V6, and his aunt has a mole on her ass that looks like a broken purple french fry; it's got a slight curl -- and she has a son, Ciro's nephew, whose name is Amos, and he's 24 and drives for DoorDash, and he wears cowboy boots with basketball shorts and likes to fish, and HE has a son who is 4 and is already rapping and pretty good with nunchucks. Actually really good. It's impressive. The 4 year old's name is Rodan. He's a protege. He's also not actually Amos's son. That's a mystery. He might be part alien. It's been discussed. A local preacher tried to do an exorcism on Rodan, and Rodan just giggled right in his face, and the preacher had a heart attack and screamed and ran directly into a wall out of sheer panic and died. Rodan just kept giggling the whole time. It pleased Amos.
