today we were very hungry. we booked a table of 7 at the local Outback steakhouse, and we ordered food for 7 people. upon bill time the server was curious why 6 seats were empty. i told him all of the rest were in my head. and i grabbed him by the beard and smashed his head into the wooden table which left a massive crater in his fookin head. i told him dinner was on him and paid in blood. -Real life skitso!
im creeping through your head like a fookin skitzofrenic screaming on the street “i need meds” -real life skitso.