Lets delve into the psychopathic mind of mine and bring some light into a few of my more social problems. I am a self induced insomniac workaholic genius. My boy Jay refers to me as “super boy wonder mad scientist genius” but I will be modest and just call myself a Golden God. Now one may ask how you achieve these ranks of self modification . . . its easy - don’t be scared of anything. Well boys and girls this is only part true . . . although not much scares me and I push the limits of my body and mind to the farthest regions imaginable . . . I too get scared . . . of one thing . . .

Meet my nemisis

Now you may ask yourself another question . . . “Isn’t that the troll guy from Cat’s Eye” - yes it is . . . fuck off

When I was a wee tot I was a fan of scary movies. So one day my pops decides that we are gonna sit down and watch Cat’s Eye . . . all was good till the 3rd book of the story in which that little fucker crawls out of the wall and tries to suffocate Drew Barrymore. Don’t get me wrong - he should have killed the bitch. Anyhow - something about the way that little fucking troll walks around with his jingling hat and crazy little sai knife that has haunted me since that day. Since that day I haven’t truly had a good nights sleep without the aid of Remy Martin or copius amounts of Jagermeister . . . the jingle jingle just makes me want to lock myself in the bathroom - and I also gave up Christmas . . .

So there . . . its okay to be skurred . . . just don’t tell anyone . . .

oh ya . . . fuck off Wyatt

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