Why do I want to be your president? Because goddamn it, I've earned it. Hell, I was an admiral's son, I didn't have to go to goddamn Vietnam, get shot down and deal with all those goddamn sadistic gook prison guards. No, I went because my prick of a father and his asshole of a father were goddamn admirals, for Christ's sake, and I had no choice but to pay off the poker bet I made with them and join the goddamn Navy. And after five years of eating goddamn rats and getting poked up the ass with hot bamboo sticks, then I gotta return to the states to a limping gimp of a wife who got herself fucked up in a car accident and got all fat on me? The cunt ended up with an ass on her the width of a Volkswagen, and after all I'd been through at the Hanoi Hilton, I was expected to come home and fuck that fat cunt? Hell, no! Then I met Cindy, who was hotter'n a two dollar pistol and her dad owned a beer factory. Why did I dump my fat ass first wife and get with Cindy? Bec...
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Like "Take my wafer".
PS: How could you worship a God whose angels come across as Nazi prison guards? YOU ARE NOT ON ZE LIST! IT IS TO ZE FLAMES YOU GO!
Creepy.
i wonder if josh is a bottom? zack is
Please save me from your followers!
Seriously, Josh, don't take it so personally. While you're doing beer bongs with Hemingway and making up dirty limericks with Tolstoy, your old pal Zack is stuck in heaven, suffering through another cuddle party with the Christian dead (even in the afterlife, they're terrified of their own genitals) and listening to Jesus tell his buds yet again how he's almost 99% positive that his mom was a virgin.
Yeah, yeah, J-Dogg, that's what we all tell ourselves.
I am pretty sure that this is some twisted pseudo-Christian bullshit from the sound of your post and the comments.