Humans…fucking with the router

I should stop with the bad written poetry and just talk about my life…..

The router it´s in her room,
hence she got a broom:
called hands, she will disconnect it just to piss me off,
she knows, the so called landlord lady or proclaimed as such,
but not a single much,
she will take it out with her two little hands to piss me off
it wouldn´t agravate me to be without internet,
but it does agravate me when I´m the single one in the fucking house paying for internet
she got trapped now in my net.

Now I feel better, might as well go now and punch one of these criminals around town.

Stay Frosty gents znd gentesses.

Deep conversation

Me- “It´s me give me a wicky”
Her-” What?”
Me-” a wicky!!!!!!” In the mentime there is another woman with her old mother passing by,
quite interesting what they must have thought.
Her-” Fuck you?”
Me- “yesssssss!!!!!”
Her- “why?”
Me- “My right hand is hurting too much”
Her- “From what?”
Me- “Really, o.k then I´ll say it outloud in the middle of the street with all the neighbours
listening, o.k o.k!!! My masturbation skills have gone array.”

Social justice warriors

What a definition they came up by the way.
It´s kind of interesting, from a personal level obvbiously.

Talked to mother, she is still “vertical” but in the hospital and my mother was telling
how this girl from India, was texting her that she got pregnant again and that she was scared.
Basically she doesn´t wan´t another kid. Funny thing, this is the same woman I met in a social
platform, about 8 years ago, she came to see me physically that is, she has a lovely husband
I thought. Yet I always remember when she talked about her husband (these are arange marriages)
she would not put him in the right light to say the least, but again she always wanted to save
the world. She adopted a kid in India, and the whole shananigan.
Well, now you are pregnant, tell him to wear a condom or when the guy is about to go,
go out. I didn´t rejoice on this, but it was funny to hear that this social justice warrior
when reality hit her she became the unjustice social warrior. Go figure that one……..

Telling this to my mother, I can understand that relationship, she sees my mother as a cool
mother, being the Indian woman from a very conservative Indian background, yet she is my
mother. She even calls me to tell me about this and I go and publish it….

Simple reason, you got these so called social warriors but when faced with reality they back off.
So don´t be a fucking hypocrats, I can deal with that reality, for each action I take there is a reaction.
Follow that priniple you, you in general but also specifically twoards me and the other person
I was talking about.
I know that Indian culture, but if you are not happy with it just brake off. Hard I know,
but please don´t spend years preaching me about …. eating meat is bad, killing this or that animal is bad
that in my case would include the human animals, do this and do that in your personal life…. e.t.c,

Now preach to yourself lady. And it really goes for all of us. At least it kept my mother entertain for a bit
that is. Not entertained but at least bussy with other things than her own health. I call her, mother
to tell her some silly story for her to laught at me. Not projecting my problems on her.

And what in the world is that social justice warriors…. get the justice in your own brain for first.
(Sorry about the spelling-editing, yet is called Crazy Life the blog so I don´t use spell check nor edit)

Follow the money

Just a thought, if you think a bit it´s all about the $$$$$$$,
Somebody is making money out of my blog hence that is why it´s still up.
So it can work both ways, those who want to shut it down against those who are profiting
from it. Money wins so it´ll probably stay up. (Not only my blog)
Grand scale of things… Corona Corona! I call her Madona, who profits from it?
Yes you got it, the Chinese. A great philosopher once told me, just follow the money.
Basic human behaviour if you want the truth and the truth will not set you free I should add,
neither should dissapoint you.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses ( get one of those trained dogs that finds currency)

five line story

A black professor entered a politics class, fhe first thing he said to students was,
“Look at the elephant in the room”. He wenty on about his businnes of teaching,
finished his class on politics,and asked them several not deep questions.
But most sutdents remembered:The elephant in the room.
I don´t belive people are dummies so you can have that example in your day to day life.

Softy generation millenium

Did title offend, well,
That is not for me to amend
This is my blog I enjoy my writing
Even if it´s stinking
I do my own blinking

Not others…..
So this is the lesson I tried to convey to a fellow
blogger that yesterday she was devastating because she
got some negative comments on some post of hers, and 3 or 4 posts
afterwards was basically her apologizing. So I commented to her
something to this effect ” It is your blog, stop apologizing, you
have a lot of people that read you and what do you expect that everyone
likes everything you write? Let the negative people brush you by don’t bend
to them since she was talking about how she would change certain things
not to offend… what the fuck, come on girl, it seems this generation
has been born with a cellphone and internet connected by the mothers wound,

I told her that this is just a little blog, social media is notyour life, just a
small part,
of your life and not all that serious. If she truly had to suffer real hardships.
She seemed like a young woman, maybe not even 18 who know by her gravatar. And maybe
it´s he, who the hell knows but I doubt it specially the way of writing if figured

she was young.Point being, we are creating a bunch
of softy people for the most part. Knowing what I have been through life and still go
now through family health issues, am I going to be apologizing because of some comment
they left me on internet, feel bad and change my blog to make the other people happy?
Fuck no, this is chump change compared to real life and I tried to convey that to her,
maybe it got through. Although my guess is that it won’t. Throw this girl to fend for
herself, without cell phone, basically poor. She can´t survive in this life.
Although she is very good at her writing and I told her so. Fuck me, did I become the
teacher now? So that was fucking ironic. Anybody offended by so many curse words?
I like the F word, to me adds and not subtracts.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses form the land of the wild bulls! At 7 fucking a.m, fuck
I´m tired and can´t sleep and watching over another person while I write at the same time.
And read you.
Hope she reads this, although my comment I was much more polite( I think this was polite
anyways) and covered more topics about life in general. I should become a real teacher,
teenage kids would love me, and if they fuck with me I just give them a couple of smacks
and order will be restored.
Listening to this, and this song is for her “there is a line there, walk away-bluff”,
doesn’t bother you plus the song actually makes me feel cool smooth calm.


People constantly try to pick up things from my incredible brain
to gain,
wisdom of life
but can´t give them inspiration for them to strive….
But, a famous football coach famous for his speeches
said yesterday on t.v,
which I do see.
I thought about it, and tried to come up with a counter argument,
nothing came up to my incredible brain.
He captured the essence of life in that simple saying,
it comes down to good or bad choices you and only you make,
will take you through a good path or bad path for you to take
success is at stake.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

to be or not to be a shark

Call me a pussy but I do listen to motivational videos,
sorry ladies….I know good guys finish last,
although most of the time I have a blast.
So motivational guy was talking about to be a shark,
o.k, got it that the world is full of them,
I met them in the army days,civilian days, everydays.
I can be and have been a shark,and can be to a very dark extreme.
But is not in my nature,
sorry again ladies it won´t give you pleasure.
There has to be a middle road, and I manage to walk it.
Yes, don´t be a dummy, but yes also, be carring and compassionate
even if it brings you the accdident.
At least for me my head is more fullfilled than knowing I´m an asshole.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.
(again sorry, try to read as many of you for my own knowledge-pleasure, see you latter)