Let me tell you about this recurring dream I have been having, it is a good one. I’m driving in my old black and red Peter Built Wrecker, the 677 horse powered one that was totaled in Denver back in 06. I’ve got my fuzzy dice hangin’ from the mirror, my skull with glowing red eye shifter, and I am red lining it fixing to shift into 7th gear. Laid out in from of me on the road are the Nimbusters with their heads exposed. Fat ass UF is first followed by twink UF (you can never be too careful), Lucifer, The Intern, the admin, K_M, VonBluvens, Steve the Pedo, Woger Wiseman, Toad Daugherty, DeLorean, Drake, 999, Alex, Schwartz, and NewsGuy is last in line (he’s pissed himself and snot and blubber is coming out of his nose). I am running over their heads and smashing them like melons, Siiiiiiswatchhhhh! Siiiiiiswatchhhhh! Siiiiiiswatchhhhh!
The sound is like music to my ears, so much so that I have become slightly erect. NewsGuy is next I am about to complete my coup de grace, when Lloyd Davies runs out in a shit and pizza stained Sumo Wrestler’s g-string, yelling, “Nooooooooooooooooooo!” Before he can get to NewsGuy I pop NewsGuy’s bald head and giving the door a heave to I am able to nail the TimeLARDO killing all of the bastards and doing the world a great service. When you're a butterfly, there are no worries. You can flutter around without a care in the world. Perhaps the monk in me, is wishing there were not so many responsibilities and barriers in his life. Why can't the killing of Nimbusters be legal?
