Like a Porsche in Bad Boys, a flying carpet does not come with cup holders

Indian Easter does not exist. The bunny didnt make it to my room, because I kept it locked so those fucking weirdos wont sneak in while I'm sleeping, or almost sleeping like last week. The bunny might be creepier than that zombie moving a rock from a cave. Hey kids, I'm a stranger that will leave you a basket full of candy, and later on you will need to hunt for my eggs in your yard. Bunnies laying multicolored eggs full of candy is fucked up. Bet whoever thought up the easter bunny didnt count on him driving a van with no windows in 2010 asking kids if they like candy. He does, and you should be ashamed if you let your child sit on that drunken carney's lap. A carney needs work too on the off season to keep up with his meth habit. So parents, if your kid sat on the easter bunny, the guy in the suit prolly had a boner from looking at you, and he definitely drinks whiskey during his breaks. And you payed for this experience for your child. HAPPY EASTER everyone.

Found out about $8 US full body massage for 90 minutes. No happy endings because its not an azn woman giving the massage.

I wonder if they have roller skates in this country, or if they just saw the movie, ATL and thought what the fuck, how do all these people have wheels on their feet when they feel like dancing. Maybe there is a hidden roller rink in one of these palaces that was built for a son/daughter that visited an uncle in Dallas, TX and got invited to a birthday party at the SparkleDust skate center, where the DJ owns two cd's. So-So-Def Bass Allstars Vol 2 and the Spaghetti Incident by Guns n Roses. Does this make the dj a bad person, no it does not. What makes him a bad person is that he bangs out the girls that continue to frequent the skating rink post middle school. Thats some pedophile shit, because the dj is at least 22 and these girls are 14-16. The girls gotta take the freedom that their parents will allow. 6-7 years at teh skating rink and the parents dont worry. Well, they oughta be. Mr. 22 year old dj has scratched records between your underage daughters legs, and you just wonder who has that half fixed up mini truck outside. It's the dj, he could have more time to fix his truck had he not been working on a being a lifer or living legend at the local roller rink. His real life sucks, but people not only respect him, but they also praise him, and it's like the wise man once said "I stay older, and they stay the same age". Seriously, who the fuck would ever want to work at a roller rink. So to the Indian father that built his son or daughter their own personal skating rink in Hyderabad, dont hire an American dj. Bad decisions will be made, and not by choice, but that's the role that faith plays once you get the skating rink. Next comes the half done mini truck, touching underage girls, a lethal weapon 2 pinball machine that doesnt work, and 2 cd's that will give you no option to give your son/daughter an awesome car for their 16th birthday to get them the fuck outta that roller rink.

I dont plan on dying soon, but I want this played at my funeral. Hell, I never thought I'd live to see 21, so now I have no choice but to ruin everyone's day with a smile until I'm at least 80.