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Thursday, September 30, 2010

Sick Poem

I cant believe im saying this but this poem is pretty cool

Prayer for the Man Who Mugged My Father, 72  
by Charles Harper Webb

May there be an afterlife.

May you meet him there, the same age as you.
May the meeting take place in a small, locked room.

May the bushes where you hid be there again, leaves tipped with razor-
      blades and acid.
May the rifle butt you bashed him with be in his hands.
May the glass in his car window, which you smashed as he sat stopped 
      at a red light, spike the rifle butt, and the concrete on which you’ll 
            fall.

May the needles the doctors used to close his eye, stab your pupils 
      every time you hit the wall and then the floor, which will be often.
May my father let you cower for a while, whimpering, "Please don't
           shoot me. Please."
May he laugh, unload your gun, toss it away; 
Then may he take you with bare hands.

May those hands, which taught his son to throw a curve and drive a nail 
      and hold a frog, feel like cannonballs against your jaw.
May his arms, which powered handstands and made their muscles jump 
      to please me, wrap your head and grind your face like stone.
May his chest, thick and hairy as a bear's, feel like a bear's snapping 
      your bones.
May his feet, which showed me the flutter kick and carried me miles 
      through the woods, feel like axes crushing your one claim to man-
      hood as he chops you down.

And when you are down, and he's done with you, which will be soon,
      since, even one-eyed, with brain damage, he's a merciful man, 
May the door to the room open and let him stride away to the Valhalla 
      he deserves. 
May you—bleeding, broken—drag yourself upright.

May you think the worst is over; 
You've survived, and may still win.

Then may the door open once more, and let me in



    

    
    

Oldie but a Goodie

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

REACH

Ok... Best game ever. I know I am not the only one to say this, but I truly feel this is one of the best gmaes to come out on the 360. The story for the campaign is amazing and makes me want to replay erry damn halo game made. Also, the multiplayer is great and is a truly joyful experience.

Money well spent...

What are your thoughts on the game?

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

The Day... sucked

Jeez, what a day.

Just to start, i wake up hellza early and realize that my car battery was dead, the culprit, some tard who ran cables from my engine to charge the battery of his car. You know how I know this, he left the goddamn cables.
So I walked the 7 miles to the nearest autoshop to get a battery and then walked back.

Just to make the day better, when i finally got home from work, I walk in to my house and see that my dog had shit dozens of litlle turdlets all over my goddamn appartment. He had pawed the chocolate chips of my counter and ripped open the bag while i was gone. He then proceded to eat every one and poo it out.

Im so goddamn mad...