“Any day that you receive a message from God and you end up hog-tied and gagged, face down in a pool of your own spit, is a good day.”
My livejournal turned one year old this week. To celebrate I will repost my first ever journal entry in its entirety. Enjoy:
And God Spoke 7.31.03
There are two kinds of people in the world: those who rest their tongues over the top of the ball-gag and those who rest their tongues under the bottom of the ball gag. It’s just one of those things like Coke or Pepsi, Elvis or the Beatles, Ginger or Mary-Anne, Martin Luther King or Malcolm X. At some point you have to choose one and run with it, and in some small way this lets you know who you are in the world
Holy shit.
I’m high and that was the most enlightening entry I’ve ever seen.
What’s a CBT? Sounds fun…
CBT = Cock and Ball Torture. Sorry, I guess I could have explained that better.
poor thing
=D