whew! just got through unhooking my car's battery and bringing it inside. the grease and grime kinda did a number on my 3 piece italian suit but that's ok, i'll toss this suit and get another out of my huge spacious walk in closet in the morning. i have popped open and beer that tastes like fizzy corn flavored water (miller lite) and have stripped nude. i have the jumper cabls attached to the battery and i'm holding the other two cable ends. in a matter of seconds, i'll clamp the cable leads onto my nips like i have done a thousand times before.
forgive me, jesus, but i am addicted to the bite and the sting of having my pencil eraser sized nips being electrocuted! the feeling! the power! the rush! it energizes me! it invigorates me! it makes me frantically claw the flesh from my face and leave myself with nothing but a grining crimson skull!
to the god of car batteries, i send a thank you and a christmas card! you truly are the wind beneath my wings! you rock harder than van halen did with david lee roth!
look into these insanity eyes and tell me if i wouldn't love to throw a handful of chinese throwing stars at you right now!
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