Fifteen years ago, the third Wednesday in May was May 19.
Happy Birthday, Kid-3.
The worst jokes I have ever written
14 years ago
The SV are the Silent Voices in my mind. They are my thoughts, my emotions, my memories, my voice. They are me. Sometimes I don't make a lot of sense and most people don't understand my SV. This blog is dedicated to my SV, a place free from the judgement of people who just don't get it...
The belief that a cosmic Jewish Zombie who was his own father can make you live forever if you symbolically eat his flesh and telepathically tell him you accept him as your master, so he can remove an evil force from your soul that is present in humanity because a rib-woman was convinced by a talking snake to eat from a magical tree...
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