Posted by JJS (184.108.40.206) on January 28, 2001 at 04:41:32:
I am well into week seven of the bout with the demon, and today I lost. Seven attacks. Used up the 2 Imitex shots by 7 a.m. used a third at 6 p.m. Here's what I did...
I went to a secluded island in the middle of nowhere so I could be alone with the beast. One on one. I ripped open my head and tore out my brain, and proceeded to kick the living shit out of it. I kicked it from one end of that island to the other, and back again. I was motherf***ing it the whole way. I beat it like I've never beat anything before. And I refused to stop. I had enough. I'll beat on this son-of-a-bitch for seven goddamn weeks. Eight. Nine. I'll keep going back. As long as this bastard wants to beat on me, I'll rip him out, take him to this island, and kick him all over the place. Like a goddamn soccer ball. When I'm done kickin, I'll pick him up, look for the hypothalumus, rip that out, and stomp on it. When I'm done stompin on it, I'll pick it back up, look for the POSTERIOR of the hypothalumus, sit on it, try to suffocate it, and make sure it's dead. Then I'll dig a hole ten foot deep and bury the prick.
Seven weeks and counting. This was my answer tonight. I guess it was a new way to fight back. It probably sounds a little funny, and I guess it was meant to be.
But I really did get through an attack like that! This thing is really starting to ruin my life. And I'm running out of ways to fight. The lack of sleep makes for ways like this, I guess.
Well, I hope it made you giggle at least!!
From JJS (The artist formerly known as JoeS)
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