kool aid is here, bringing you fun but life is a puzzle so fucking figure it out.

"oh yea" i'm going to storm through the walls of your mind, like a mega huge injection of teeth rotting, corporate American blood sucking, "drag-cula", "un-Kool-Aid" serum of dehydration. okay, ya, dramatization. but wait... i think this one is good.


remember when you were 13 and you got all this stupid bull shit in your email account that said "whatever you do, you can not scroll down, unless... unless you stand on your head and drink 9.325 gallons of Kool aid though your eyes... blah blah blah blah..."

well... don't fucking scroll down. at least until you take my quiz.

Questions:
#1. What is this?

#2. What is this?

Answers:
#1. If you said that it looks like a mushroom, you are correct. it sure does look like a mushroom. but that does not mean you answered the question correctly. it is, in fact, a drawing of glass knife.

#2. If you said that it looks like a penis, you are correct. it sure does look like a penis. but that does not mean you answered the question correctly. it is, in fact, a drawing of a glass knife, turned upside down.

knife hits.
that's not even the funniest part.
the funniest part about this is that i had never done a knife hit... i think... and i was acting like we were going to burn a hole in my kitchen floor. as if it were acid and i lived in a 1,000 story apartment building and my downstairs neighbors were people of a church, who in which saved baby orphan human centipedes.

that's not even the funniest part, actually.
the funniest part about this is that i drank a four loco with ash two nights prior and the only thing that would work for this very high school age activity was a four loco can. i used a kitchen knife to saw the can in half.
knife hits are totally awesome.

and... even better, I'm not the only one who thinks this way. hence the drawings. those stunning, awe inspiring drawings. true artistry. people love their knife hits. they actually make things that aid in this sort of tasty wondrous delinquency. ie the glass knifes... ( i thought that i should make that clear for you all... or just make you more confused. whatever. life is a puzzle, figure it out. oh shit. that's a good one. i'm going to use that more. stoked. i'm stoked on that one right there. fuck, sometimes i just think i might be on to something.)

really. can you imagine the people i know? they make me feel normal, which makes me feel weird. oh strange. it is what it is.

on a side note...
i made my mom smile. i'm good at that.
how do you win the love of a parent? yell into a conch. i couldn't figure it out. my mom was "loling" i was fucking "loling" holy shit. that is funny. you wanna laugh like a fucking clown on ecstasy, try to make a song with a conch shell.


hey... do you get idiot-out-of-your-mind-crazy-hot-and-thirsty when you skateboard? cause i fucking do. my friend, kool aid, he is the mother fucking tits shit! oh yea. our fucking friend is KOOL