I found this old yet funny story I had written in high school, I hope you guys will enjoy, I know I will
I see a piece of paper as a canvas; a blank mind waiting to be created in the womb of life. Waiting to please a deity of my life. but, would my deity be in the audience of the many people and things I adore and aspire to become? try, feeling wounded from being shafted in the chest by a large bodkin made by the inventor of your end and have that maker of your erraderation also be the one who cared for you during thick and thin saving you so she could deal with you herself in the bitter end??
that was my heart burning on this previously blank snow white piece of paper…. did you see how magical that was, implementing thoughts of your own bitter end onto your heads and making you think what I got in my imagination… well, I got a lot of things in my imagination, from the weird elevator dream to six iconic yellow electric rodents from a certain video game exploding like it ate a stick of slim jims meaty tnt sticks… yes my mind is so imaginative, I could be imagining something lovely, something random or even perverse. my mind filled with iconic characters from cartoons and videogames… I make them do vulgar and animalistic things yes I do…. and yoda is doing the worm while being shafted by kids with swords smaller than a toothpick yet longer than your minivan and closer than I am to turning my imagination into insane chaos. I like making cartoon characters do evil things or things of not of the childish nature.
It all started when I was eight and I watched tv and pulled an all nighter for the first time. I watched a show on adult swim called robot chicken… it was the most amazing, most out right wildest parody of cartoons placed into an animated stop motion I have ever seen. I started creating comics when I was eleven of pokemon sliding on mountains of beer covered mountains and getting drunk and a character I made killing pikachu families…. I know what you are thinking by now how messed up how I truly am… but, look at the reality of life, it's more fucked up than I am ever going to get in a lifetime of creating comical absurdist comics.
to your surprise, I don’t make those kind of comics anymore because I have mostly moved on from violent absurdist comedy because, I have grown up and nobody would really get absurdist comedy even though that is the very point of absurdist comedy. now my tastes of comedy come from placing vulgar words into video games by editing the words in the game to fit my tastes. oh, did I say I moved on well yeah reverse the two sentences around until you get the true answer. well did you do it??? well… I may of haven’t have given you enough time well the true answer is, even though I place vulgar words into E rated games, such as pokemon, I have moved on from the absurd comic skits… thank you everyone and have a random day.
I see a piece of paper as a canvas; a blank mind waiting to be created in the womb of life. Waiting to please a deity of my life. but, would my deity be in the audience of the many people and things I adore and aspire to become? try, feeling wounded from being shafted in the chest by a large bodkin made by the inventor of your end and have that maker of your erraderation also be the one who cared for you during thick and thin saving you so she could deal with you herself in the bitter end??
that was my heart burning on this previously blank snow white piece of paper…. did you see how magical that was, implementing thoughts of your own bitter end onto your heads and making you think what I got in my imagination… well, I got a lot of things in my imagination, from the weird elevator dream to six iconic yellow electric rodents from a certain video game exploding like it ate a stick of slim jims meaty tnt sticks… yes my mind is so imaginative, I could be imagining something lovely, something random or even perverse. my mind filled with iconic characters from cartoons and videogames… I make them do vulgar and animalistic things yes I do…. and yoda is doing the worm while being shafted by kids with swords smaller than a toothpick yet longer than your minivan and closer than I am to turning my imagination into insane chaos. I like making cartoon characters do evil things or things of not of the childish nature.
It all started when I was eight and I watched tv and pulled an all nighter for the first time. I watched a show on adult swim called robot chicken… it was the most amazing, most out right wildest parody of cartoons placed into an animated stop motion I have ever seen. I started creating comics when I was eleven of pokemon sliding on mountains of beer covered mountains and getting drunk and a character I made killing pikachu families…. I know what you are thinking by now how messed up how I truly am… but, look at the reality of life, it's more fucked up than I am ever going to get in a lifetime of creating comical absurdist comics.
to your surprise, I don’t make those kind of comics anymore because I have mostly moved on from violent absurdist comedy because, I have grown up and nobody would really get absurdist comedy even though that is the very point of absurdist comedy. now my tastes of comedy come from placing vulgar words into video games by editing the words in the game to fit my tastes. oh, did I say I moved on well yeah reverse the two sentences around until you get the true answer. well did you do it??? well… I may of haven’t have given you enough time well the true answer is, even though I place vulgar words into E rated games, such as pokemon, I have moved on from the absurd comic skits… thank you everyone and have a random day.
