Didn't see that one Coming

 Once something happens, the memory of it becomes slightly distorted by the experiencer. Distorted by experience, emotions, the chemical having's and have-not's going on throughout our bodies...

    cells banging,

    reproducing by fucking themselves

Wouldn't we be in trouble if one day, our sperms all of a sudden grew minds of their own. appendages too!

    And ran off? months later only to come back and ask me why I never cared for them or took them in as my own. They'll be all decrepit and smelly tadpole frog humanoid mixture. Some lost arms, legs, part of their heads or tail chewn off. nibbled on lovingly? I don't know if these things had sex lives and if they had they're all brothers but those rules prolly don't exist considering their life span being so short. once they've planned it all out they are dead... too bad..

    I lovingly explained to them that sperms, traditionally, are meant for: the 

toilet bowl

the towel

a napkin

in your hankie

hand

eye

mouth

tampon

egg

who the fuck cares? 

You shouldn't be alive, you've lived far too long off of my dead skin, it not my fault you learned to live! 

"I care not still and besides, you cannot be mine! you

must be anothers...

mistake or snot rag

who'd mutated

not mine.. away with you! 

Away! Imagine.. 

All the Sperm

The March of the Sperms"

    "Are you ready Daddy?" 

 It'd no doubt be more interesting than any of the slop that's available now. 

Nothing's imaginative anymore...

we have CGI and we use it to make ...

People... 

Badly. Can we just make a fucking cartoon that looks really good? huh??

For fuck sakes! 

LAY DOWN! 

SPREAD YOUR LEGS! 

FOR ONCE!

 JUST ONCE! 

GIVE US WHAT WE WANT!

GIVE US SOMETHING ORIGINAL!

Not just another regurgitated Circus! No more Jason Bateman. I see his face in every "good doing" American and it makes me want to hurl. He's always making some sacrifice for his good for nothing family who don't like him anymore, that he is so put out by it, but its his God given duty to push it down our throats. Fuck Ozark. Hooray for The Bluth's Season 1-3! 

Don't fuck up TV for your young ideas you butthole!

(God damnit, I hate when I rant, but on a positive note; making your blood boil is good for your heart.)

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