I woke this morning, did a session, rented the dungeon, hooped, and ran to rehearsal.

Sometime while I was breaking from the hoola hoop I realized some asshole crackhead tried to cut through the locks on my bike…so now that bike is double locked.

I swear…I need to get new batteries for my cattle pord and a Louisville Slugger, and start shocking crackheads and beating them to death with baseball bats…Darwinism isn’t working…these assholes are like human roaches.

I think such a thing is a mercy killing…you can’t say that living with addiction would be a quality life, and their demise would put them out of our misery!