Didn't get any sleep last night, and ended up having a nightmare about a botched surgery in an OR. I don't know if I was one of the doctors or what... I have no idea why I was there in the first place.

The guy on the gurney is clinically dead, and rigor mortis is setting in, when he starts heaving, and blood pours from his eyes, ears, and mouth.

His eyes begin to bulge and he's screaming.

The pressure in his head gets to be too much, and his forehead starts to, I don't know, gurgle? What looks like worms are slithering under his skin, and then his brain bursts through his skull. 

This is why I don't need drugs.

I can't stand this fascist bitch

Disgusting. Incendiary. Pathetic.



Oh, and I hate Pat Buchanan, too.