i will forever be your unofficial bodyguard and protect you from the craziness that is the world without any salary or even an autograph, gladly.

okay kids. i have decided anybody can rant about anything in this world, any possible microscopic misplaced particle that doesnt suit their desired way of life. something that probably wouldnt even have the slightest connection ten times, millions, billions of times over with the person commenting on the issue. not a dot of relevance to how this person will even be considered the 2132743849356th reference if the issue shows up in discovery channel or bio channel 731. this person will be the last of the last of the last of the last in the list to be called if resource is needed for media that is, politics-infested newspaper, fhm, golf illustrated, fucken E news maybe and lets not start on how that shit can be categorized as news yeah? cos we all know this is gonna be long enough as it is.




all i am saying,

is that you smart-asses out there, game players, two-timing bitches and jerk-offs, melbourne shufflers and bike-riding fucking trendsetters of the fucking nation can talk crap about anything, anything in the world, complain to your homies about whatever makes you feel better than the next person, meddle with anyone's business to shed less light on your pathetic life, bomb anybody with a c-4 and pretend nothing happened, talk politics to get handfuls of acknowledgment that you are smart, work your ass everyday to just barely prove that you are WORTHY of someone's few seconds but never NEVER NEVERRR EVER let me find out that you have disgraced this man of honor, talent, wisdom for i will break your arms into thousands of pieces and feed it to the cockroaches in my house til it gets fucken big and when they are enormous i will send them to your house to then eat up your legs.