two girls walk into a high school cafeteria holding a tray of what seems to be macaroni on it. One is tall with short dark hair and grey-green eyes and the other is shorter with long light brown hair with black rimmed glasses. "god damn"the tall one says. "I can't believe I have fucking Ms. Klein for math. she is the biggest fattest bitch in the universe." "I know. you can tell why she's not married." they both laugh when the tall one stops. "hey. is that kid new?" she signals toward a boy with obviosly dyed longer straightened hair and glasses. " why is he sitting alone?" the shorter one asks with a bit of sympathy in her voice. " duh, cuz he's new! lets go sit with him."the taller one said. " no. what will he think?"the other one asked. "who cares? He's hot. Now come on."they both walk over and sit beide him. One on the right and one on the left. "hello?" the boy asked. "Aren't you too old to be in high school?" the tall girl asked. "I went through puberty early"the boy said. "you lie." said the shorter girl. " Okay" the boy hesitates and lowers his voice."I am acctually 24 and in the gestapo but I call it g polezi to be safe." "They don't exsist anymore.Not since Hitler died." said the shorter girl. " He's back and so is his regime."the boy said. "oh . Were acctually 20 and we are in the g polezi too.my name is Kathe and she's Gretchen."the tall one said and Gretchen nodded. " you have to be 22." he said. " the leader dude,umm Hitler thought we were hot."said Gretchen.Kathe nodded. "oh." the boy said. "that happens." " what's your name?" kathe asks. "mikey"he said then snapped his fingers and then they were in a huge office and in a shadowy corner sat a moustachioed man. with weird hair.

all of my friends like fish stick ice cream. Except for Stalin. He's a pussy. One of my friends, Scott Peterson likes to buy knives at half price. I know a place where I can buy an unregistered handgun for 50 bucks but i keep that a seecarette. My other other friend, Adolf, likes to murder the Jewish people at my father's country club, but when he does it makes rainbows go away.waaaaaaaaaaaaa!he also likes to eat spaghetti with his bitch,Eva Braun.

all of my friends like fish stick ice cream. Except for Stalin. He's a pussy. One of my friends, Scott Peterson likes to buy knives at half price. I know a place where I can buy an unregistered handgun for 50 bucks but i keep that a seecarette. My other other friend, Adolf, likes to murder the Jewish people at my father's country club, but when he does it makes rainbows go away.waaaaaaaaaaaaa!he also likes to eat spaghetti with his bitch,Eva Braun.

it is wunderbar...full.

Silently in the cold dark air Walking oblivious to the world around Too fucked up to give or care says thousands of words without a sound Attacked by chance Bombarded by fate before she ever gave a glance it was little too late She doomed us to pain Despair destruction and war Darkness would reign What is light for ?

When i was 12, i started drinking. Maybe a wine/orange juice,maybe a vodka but all hope was lost. i was addicted. Addicted at age 12. Some evenings in the summer as the cicadas chirped in the sweet southern air, i'd have drink.Just adrink. No harm done. That thought lingered in my fevered brain. Accompanied by thoughts of Euro history, sex and sadness. Religion never meant anything to me. Commitment was wasted. people kept telling me i'd go to hell.They asked me "What if the apocolypse came tommorrow?" tomorrow came but the apocolypse remained unfufilled. School was a burden, the cross I beared. The academics were easy.A's and B's showed their bright faces on my report card. Social problems were what brought me down. I was made fun of, but didn't care. They called me gothic, i called them shit-faced crackwhores. Pretty even fight I guess. That I didn't let control me. In a way, I controlled them.

i'm bored. my other self hates you. i think your'e hot. mikey way's yummy. my other self likes him too. if i ever die, i'll leave my stuff to my fat cat. she's like the feline mama cass or bhudda. bhudda's cool. i'm not a Bhuddist. I'm going to publish all of this AND MORE in a book called Keine Kampf.

Happy meals hippo horse honey dipper elvis hearse hinacynth hawk

I'm sitting here eating bagels. On the computer. my cat is realy fucking fat. I hate Madonna.

I had to take a shisse, I had to take a shit, while I listen to the tele and smoke while trying to quit. Smoking is cool everyone should try it especialy little girls and boys so they all DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!