So, I’m like, really, really fucked with work now. I don’t know how this happens, but it’s the truth. In any case, what am I going to do to help myself out? Write on this stupid fucking blog.
If you knew me intimately, which you probably don’t at all, you’d know that my greatest fears are as follows:
1. Serial Killers
3. People who shit in their pants on the subway
4. Getting fat
I’m just kidding about the fourth one, but also, you know I’m really not.
Given this information, you can only imagine how I feel about Rudy Eugene, the man who ate the vagrant Ronald Poppo’s face in Miami this past weekend.