Life's a bitch.

then the bitch leaves you for the guy down the street with a double wide. i was gunna photoshop some corey lidle but i was kinda feeling for the guy. im an aviophobe. i dont get why i have irrational fears like the rest of us, but what i really dont get are pilots. who invented that idea? not me. probably a brit. brits die too though. in 200 years, chances are everyone alive today will no longer be that way, and we dont even have a clue what waits for us, aside from the fact that it isnt this. that seems unfair to me. thats like seeing a chick at the local pub whos got a nice rack and ass, and spending your rent money on drinks so she'll want to do your footlocker employed ass, only to wake up in the morning and find out she's a man. if im gettin fucked in the end, i at least want to know whos behind it. i hope death is pleasant and quiet. like the alaskan hotel and bar during the summertime at 12 noon.

so drink your gin and tonics and read LCT