comedy

I´m sorry mothers

I know today in the U.S you celebrate mothers day, and it should be a day for joy….
to whom by the way?
The mother? 9 months of the kid kicking you inside
What a pride!
The labour for the kid to come out?
And then a constant shout!
Funny if the kid stuck his head out looked left and right and said..
Not a cool place I´m going inside back again
That would be a weird end
No sleeping while his toddler years
We have women zombies driving around hitting deers
The joys of them being in their teens,
the fun then really begins….

I´m sorry mom, I have decided to rename this day, ¨Sorry moms¨ 😉

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

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comic jew

I thoght. A mought, Me though. Sorry, here we go!
I have never met a dumb Jew,(except the jew that I sleped with in England
before she joined the army, at least we had that in common) my suspicieon is that the dumb jews
they State ofIsrael puts them in very underground bunkers. I watch these comedians,
in this case it happend to be a jewish guy, my take from this guy…….
creativity obviously but I do like how…. make it the way people don´t figure it out that much and
make the uncensoored censored. To apply it to my beautifull writing.

I have no ¨ prooof read¨ in wordpres, change….so being from Spain I guess I write incorrectly.

Yo…Ho! video, funny and since I did read the backgroud of this character,sSmart.

Blog, kill bunnies,kids march… I´m on a rant!

Rant one I saw the other day a post that was talking about what to do after
you hit the little button ¨Publish¨. Meaning that for this person she is waiting to see all
the LIKES, FOLLOwS,COMMENTARIES, STAT´S. Really? What the fuck, I normally have read quite
a lot of posts before I hit publish, there are days and weeks that I don´t even publish,
lately yes, but I truthfully rarely look my stats (most likely is because I´m lazy).
I hit publish and keep on reading others and make my little notes that I may or may not
use later on. When that freaky bell we have on our top right gets illuminated bright orange,
after I put on my dark shades I´ll see what is up, but not in a hurry.
If this would be my stress then I´m truly screwed in life. What a fucking post…

Rant two Kill those bastards! Yes the Little cute bunnies. People have them
as pets? I can´t believe that shit, they even have pigs as pets, that would be good for me though,
wouldn´t have to spend money on meat. I´d just adopt pigs and bunnies kill them in the
living room and eat them while watching the ¨dog whisperer¨. Fucking bunnies here in a region
of Spain the population has grown so much they have eaten all the grass so now
they go after the crops of the farmers. Literally,they have put thousands of farmers out of work,
forget about the government taxing them and their products to an extreme which translates
for the consumer to buy that product at a higher price in my cool socialist country Spain.
I think the cute bunnies work for the government. Just kill a lot of them.
Or hire me, I´m a pretty good shot.I can make myself a mercenary of the war against rabbits.

Rant three This famous kids march 3 days ago….against global warming.
In 115 countries. They skipped school to go for themselves to that march, so that was
intelligent of them. Did they drive themselves there? Point being it is a very well
organized effort and my guess is not by 12-16 or whatever year old kids. I won´t get
into the global warming argument (although in most of the pictures I did see all the
little kids with wearing t-shirt….). I think is disgusting to use kids as props to push
an ideological agenda, kids that are being indoctrinated since their minds are not fully
formed and informed about the issue. Again, using them as props and saying the ¨kids march¨
as if they themselves got together, drove by buses, made all the show happened.
Whatever your position is on the subject…..you really think is good to exploit kids?

Wooooooo! Now I feel better, my anxiety level has lowered, going to smoke a cigarette,
just to pollute a bit the air.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

This shit only happens to me

I´m going to choke myself while a ride an my mental health.

So if I remember correctly, it´s fucking Saturday.
I do remember I don´t have a credit card, so my bank
opens until 11 a.m. to get money from the teller, after that it is shut,
so you have to use a credit or debit card. How in the world did I go to
the bank today truly thinking I´ll get 10$ for the weekend?
When I´m in this town, I´m constantly shitface. Not the last two weeks,
thank you thank youuuuu, yes you people, so out I go to find out I have no money for the basics…
cigarettes! Well, and food, so here I am. Told the story to my mother, I knew she was
going to laugh at me, she has cancer, best remedy in life is to laugh at yourself, not constantly,
so now I have fulfilled my day by making a great woman laugh….at me. I´m just a hero. Jeeeesus….
Where the fuck is my mind, lalalala land? I need a girl to help me through these…hum, rough times.
I say again, I WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH A GIRL TO HELP ME….concentrate. Plus I´m good in the sack.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

Doctor in shock (short story)

True story…unfortunately

Yesterday I had two appointments with the docs, that in itself can tell you how great my health is.
I’m waiting for over an hour for my number to come up in the t.v screen to enter room 13.
I’m looking at the t.v, looking down at my little piece of paper with my number, looking
and looking for almost two hours.That day I woke up at seven a.m, barely slept three hours,
my head is dead basically, I only focus on the freaking t.v screen to see if my number comes up.

It´s a huge waiting area, people are mad since they too are waiting way too much,
lets say there was not a Merry Christmassy spirit in the air, actually more like an air of death,
of psychopaths.

Ding! my number comes up, shit finally. I sit up with my eyes almost closed,
I’m trying extremely hard not to go to sleep for the final few steps until I get to the door.
I enter and the doctor tells me to ¨take off my clothes from waist up¨ and then she leaves.
Well, as I said before my state of mind was in a zen mood, my neurons not moving too fast,
so I took off all my clothes. She walks in, basically screams
¨what are you doing?!!¨except she did use the F word. I too was a bit in shock,
I looked at her a bit dumbfounded and told her that she did tell me to take off my clothes,
in my head I was thinking she was the nutty one. I did, unintentionally, a shock and awe on her.
She reminded me that she actually told me to take my clothes off from the waste up.

I think she was thinking I did it on purpose, which is what most people would think really,
so now, not even the ¨digestive¨ doctor will want to see me. My name is famous in that hospital,
they should rename it after me. This woman will never forget this patient for sure.
This crazy shit only happens to me. But now thinking about it and telling the story to people,
they all seem to find it extremely funny, but, thinking a second time,
I just sexually harassed a doctor…..

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.