Every once in while I wake up forget where I am think "Oh what a beautiful day.
Gee today is the first day of the rest of my life. I am going to make something of it!
“Yeah! Wahoo. Good morning Mr. blue bird! What a great day!
And then I am sent a video that I actually watch and I think yep I am back on planet earth alright.
Because there can be no other place in the god forsaken universe that this shit can happen
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jGcAzX9E3qU
This tough guy better be sucking dick in prison.
I want to go to prison just to beat on this fuckers head.
I want to put this fucker in my garage and beat him daily.
Pull his fucking teeth out one at a time.
Pull his nails out after I put paper cuts on his finger webs.
This mother fuck should be fed to dogs.
What to do with Vick's dogs?? Use them as teaching instruments.
If this fucker can live for 7 days with these dogs retrained to eat him then,
Yeah he can have his 37 years sucking dick in prison.
How can I implore upon anybody the hate I feel right now? There is no know measurement known to the human race
I am so full of hate I think I may have a stroke. I am a crucible of hate and anger.
This piece of shit stink has no right to be allowed on the same planetary surface as me.
I would suspend this fucker by his ankles and whip his skin until he was raw.
I would then cover his body with sugar and let the fire ants have their way him.
This is too close to home for me.
I need a day off and some serious medications to forget this video.
Now why do I need the medications?
He is the one with the problem. Why is he still alive??
Oh god in heaven here the voice of your humble servant John Sleestaxx.
Why is this man alive oh lord?
I know you can not have a lesson for me here.
Why do I need a reminder of these horrors lord? Do I not deserve a night without the
Nightmares.
Yes I have nightmares.
I have zombie nightmares. About 5-6 a month.
I have people I know from the past chasing me and my family
And I am always trying to protect my family from the zombies
And I wake up in real sweats seriously dripping in water.
Two quarts of water is what is needed to quench the thirst. And for days I can't shake the
Feeling of loss, the feeling of dread every night.
The fear that I will not escape these nightmares is distracting and gets in my waking way
The next day. Then the feelings dissipate and I begin to get normal and then POW! BIFF!
WHAM! I get blind sided by some person I have known in the past, who is undead and wants to......
What are they trying to do to my family and me??
Maybe they are trying to get just me?
Maybe I have guilt.....LOL.... for past actions and the past is what I am trying
To get away from and I fear that I can not escape my past.
Hell I can believe most of this but this does not sound like it is fixable.
I would rather have the feelings everyday then to have them go away and come back.
Like every Sunday have the zombie dream get geared and ready for the week and then taper off for the weekend
Ah fucket this is my hell and I have made it and I have to live with it.
But the fucker seriously needs a 3 times daily ass whooping.
No 4 times daily, let us not forget the fourth meal. Crunchy, squishy, howling in pain, and dripping in his own blood, vomit, and shit.
FUCK HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
fuck fuck fuck
Damn him and the fucking video
I would have been so much better not having seen this travesty.
Sleestaxx
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A couple games last night
You know when I umpire I looked like an asshole. I do not mean to look like an asshole. But there you go I am an asshole on the field that is just because if look like the nice guy I am the coaches all get outta hand real quick.
In my plate meeting I finish with;
"If there is a play on the field and you want to talk about the play, let the play finish wait for the call, ask for time, wait for time to be granted, approach the official that made the call and we can have a positive discussion. I expect sportsmanship from both sides. Any questions"
We started with some jokes about some other umpires being bad and that they maybe friends of mine and I said since I becomes an umpire I have no friends. Do not feel bad for me though this is good. I save allot of money on alcohol and food when I have people over for a party.
I told them I was alone on the field and that I would be making all the calls tonight. They said that was ok.
I said well because we all have no choice in the matter (I am an asshole).
Game is good second batter up makes a close double into a close triple causing me to run the field.
I look good I am in position at all times.
Boy tryst to steal second, good idea with on umpire, the catcher gets the ball there first and the runner slides into the tag. The glove with the ball is under the knees of the runner.
I call "show me the ball" the short stop pulls the glove out and the ball flees outta his mitt. "Safe"
The usual chirping about the balls and strikes actually the balls the strikes were quite.
At the bottom of the 4th the batter chips the ball into the ground in front of the plate.
It is now like a bunt and barely rolls up the third base side with a loose runner on third.
The ball spins on the line -ON THE LINE- a 2 and half inch ball is spinning like a top on a 2 inch line. Catcher and pitcher hover. Ball stops and they look at me. My right arm shoots out pitcher picks the ball up looks back and throws to the base but the batter is on base by 3 steps. Runner on third comes in on the throw to first and scores.
Coach calls time.
I expect a talk about the line.
He says "the ball came off the batters toe when he was in the box"
"No it did not"
"Uh YES it did" like duh big red truck tone.
"No it did not"
"Yes it did"
"No coach the call is mine not yours the ball did not touch the batter"
"Yes it did"
"I did not see contact therefore contact did not occur"
"Yes it did”
"You know what this conversation is over"
"You said we would have a positive conversation"
"And the conversation was positive until you said I was wrong"
"I never raised my voice"
"Neither have I yet"
"Now again this conversation is over and this is your warning."
"My warning there was contact and ..."
"Now coach I have stated that this conversation is over AND I have given you your warning
This is your second and last."
He walks away and mutters.
What should have occurred was "coach what the hell you want me to do? Appeal? Come on I 1 umpire doing 1 man mechanics and you want to try and bust my balls on a bullshit call like that fuck you! And tell that loud mouth fucking mom to shut the hell up. She can not see the fucking plate from there so can not tell little Donny that the pitch was a strike. Fuck off and here let me help you to the dugout with a swift kick to the ass."
I remember a time when I liked the game of baseball
The smell of wet grass, the throwing the ball with my son, the "anything can happen" feeling, the thought of how happy and proud my son is when he completes a well played game. Man the great life lessons he is learning.
I was probably the only parent that rooted for the team until the umpire called ball game.
I remember coaching and I remember the umpires and I never argued with the umpires. I knew they were not there to get me but to get the game right. Today coaches watch the sports highlights and think that the umpires are there to abuse. The kids learn that the umpires are blind, stupid, they suck and they are worthless. They could not make a call to save their lives, and the team must not only beat the other team but they must beat the umpires too.
Man these fucking parents and coaches are way the fuck outta control.
FUCK YOU!
The second game was good until a coach asked for time and then asked about my strike zone. I told him that the strike zone is not up for discussion, but are they outside?
You know what coach I will give you a free one. They are outside just as I have motioned through out the game.
But...
No coach a free one does not mean that you can ask another question.
He moves his catcher and wow strike. the kid already has a smoking fast ball and the other team is basically a rec team he could finish the game with 9 pitch innings and we could go home early but know you and that loudmouth bitchy mom gotta play like it is the world fucking series.
BLA BLA BLA BLA
FUCK YOU
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!
In my plate meeting I finish with;
"If there is a play on the field and you want to talk about the play, let the play finish wait for the call, ask for time, wait for time to be granted, approach the official that made the call and we can have a positive discussion. I expect sportsmanship from both sides. Any questions"
We started with some jokes about some other umpires being bad and that they maybe friends of mine and I said since I becomes an umpire I have no friends. Do not feel bad for me though this is good. I save allot of money on alcohol and food when I have people over for a party.
I told them I was alone on the field and that I would be making all the calls tonight. They said that was ok.
I said well because we all have no choice in the matter (I am an asshole).
Game is good second batter up makes a close double into a close triple causing me to run the field.
I look good I am in position at all times.
Boy tryst to steal second, good idea with on umpire, the catcher gets the ball there first and the runner slides into the tag. The glove with the ball is under the knees of the runner.
I call "show me the ball" the short stop pulls the glove out and the ball flees outta his mitt. "Safe"
The usual chirping about the balls and strikes actually the balls the strikes were quite.
At the bottom of the 4th the batter chips the ball into the ground in front of the plate.
It is now like a bunt and barely rolls up the third base side with a loose runner on third.
The ball spins on the line -ON THE LINE- a 2 and half inch ball is spinning like a top on a 2 inch line. Catcher and pitcher hover. Ball stops and they look at me. My right arm shoots out pitcher picks the ball up looks back and throws to the base but the batter is on base by 3 steps. Runner on third comes in on the throw to first and scores.
Coach calls time.
I expect a talk about the line.
He says "the ball came off the batters toe when he was in the box"
"No it did not"
"Uh YES it did" like duh big red truck tone.
"No it did not"
"Yes it did"
"No coach the call is mine not yours the ball did not touch the batter"
"Yes it did"
"I did not see contact therefore contact did not occur"
"Yes it did”
"You know what this conversation is over"
"You said we would have a positive conversation"
"And the conversation was positive until you said I was wrong"
"I never raised my voice"
"Neither have I yet"
"Now again this conversation is over and this is your warning."
"My warning there was contact and ..."
"Now coach I have stated that this conversation is over AND I have given you your warning
This is your second and last."
He walks away and mutters.
What should have occurred was "coach what the hell you want me to do? Appeal? Come on I 1 umpire doing 1 man mechanics and you want to try and bust my balls on a bullshit call like that fuck you! And tell that loud mouth fucking mom to shut the hell up. She can not see the fucking plate from there so can not tell little Donny that the pitch was a strike. Fuck off and here let me help you to the dugout with a swift kick to the ass."
I remember a time when I liked the game of baseball
The smell of wet grass, the throwing the ball with my son, the "anything can happen" feeling, the thought of how happy and proud my son is when he completes a well played game. Man the great life lessons he is learning.
I was probably the only parent that rooted for the team until the umpire called ball game.
I remember coaching and I remember the umpires and I never argued with the umpires. I knew they were not there to get me but to get the game right. Today coaches watch the sports highlights and think that the umpires are there to abuse. The kids learn that the umpires are blind, stupid, they suck and they are worthless. They could not make a call to save their lives, and the team must not only beat the other team but they must beat the umpires too.
Man these fucking parents and coaches are way the fuck outta control.
FUCK YOU!
The second game was good until a coach asked for time and then asked about my strike zone. I told him that the strike zone is not up for discussion, but are they outside?
You know what coach I will give you a free one. They are outside just as I have motioned through out the game.
But...
No coach a free one does not mean that you can ask another question.
He moves his catcher and wow strike. the kid already has a smoking fast ball and the other team is basically a rec team he could finish the game with 9 pitch innings and we could go home early but know you and that loudmouth bitchy mom gotta play like it is the world fucking series.
BLA BLA BLA BLA
FUCK YOU
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!
Youth is wasted on the younger generation
You know Punk rock still is just as relevant as it was back then. I just did not have as much anger as I do now.
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"I Wanna Destroy You"
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
I feel it coming on again
Just like it did before
They fill your mind with boredom
And they lead you off to war
The way we treat each other
Really makes me feel ill
And if you're gonna fight
Then you're just dying to get killed
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
A box upon the media
And everything you read
They tell you your opinions
And they're very good indeed
I wanna destroy you
And when I have destroyed you
I'll come pickin' at your bones
And you won't have a single item
Left to call your own
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
Wanna destroy you
Wanna destroy you
Wanna destroy you
Circle Jerks
Oddities, Abnormalities, & Curiosities (1995)
Bla bla bla records
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Circle Jerks - Destroy You
Man they are right youth is wasted on the younger generation. If I had as much anger as I do now I would have changed the world.
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"I Wanna Destroy You"
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
I feel it coming on again
Just like it did before
They fill your mind with boredom
And they lead you off to war
The way we treat each other
Really makes me feel ill
And if you're gonna fight
Then you're just dying to get killed
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
A box upon the media
And everything you read
They tell you your opinions
And they're very good indeed
I wanna destroy you
And when I have destroyed you
I'll come pickin' at your bones
And you won't have a single item
Left to call your own
I wanna destroy you
I wanna destroy you
Wanna destroy you
Wanna destroy you
Wanna destroy you
Circle Jerks
Oddities, Abnormalities, & Curiosities (1995)
Bla bla bla records
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Chrome not good enough for products ......
Since we are not allowed to use chromium ON our products lets have everybody eat it so that the chromium market can stay afloat.
See you in hell Rev. Falwell
I am surprised that this pinheads death did not generate a response sooner from me. I know I have busy with other fucked up things in my poor miserable outhouse of a life that I could have not even noticed that this puissant died
Libertystudent arrested with homemade bombs
Ha HA what do you expect, this man was a fucktard on TV he pissed off many with his pussy soap box antics. He shafted the Bakers and then was found to cavorting with prostitutes and drugs. He was rumored to be a pornographer for the mob. It has been said that his 700 club that he stole from Jim and Tammy Baker was a laundry mat for drug money both stateside and foreign. I would not doubt he was involved with the Iran contra shit either. This was a hypocritical man, that, well, is not fit to feed the worms and now we have a large group of like minded individuals in the same place, which believed his whinny bullshit crap about 911 being the fault of fucking gays. Yeah uh o k sure Jerry what ever you say you dumb turd. His Evangelical communist propaganda was border line fascism. If you do not believe in MY GOD then you are the enemy. And as the enemy I will crush you with lies and brut force blackmail and then take every fucking thing you own. Spit spit fuck you Jerry what’s the fucking weather like down there you cunt! Farewell Falwell see you in hell. BITCH! Ha look at that kid, he has gay written all over his psychotic face.
Fuck Off Even more
Today I get an E-Mail from accounting that they can not see where I have an approved travel an since I do not have an approved travel they can not reimburse my mileage that I submitted.
Here is the story. Three months ago they moved me to a cube farm. And when I could not find the mail slots I asked my supervisor about the mail station.
He said they sent an E-Mail about this and that I should have gotten the memo.
Today we are beginning the consolidation of work spaces to capture more cost savings. We have too large a foot print and that is reflected in the bottom line. The open work space concept is an old one and acceptable practice. The open work space environment provides some challenges in the interaction with other employees but the benefits are greater. There is the enhanced team environment. Many companies use “war rooms” to facilitate productivity.
You will have better communication with your supervisor and co-workers. The “War Room” concept has been shown to increase speed of projects and facilitate cross communication with different teams.
There will be “break out” rooms for group meetings and “focus” rooms for individuals that may need privacy to conduct minimal personal business.
As part of the cost savings interoffice mail will be discontinued. please begin having your mail sent to your place of residence. The reduction interoffice mail will not only reduce our cost but help reduce the global impact the company has on the environment.
Thank you for your time and advanced co-operation now and in the future. Should you have any questions about the new work environments
This was the e-mail. the names have been changes to protect the innocent.
So I began directing my mail to my apartment. this included everything I was working regardless of the sensitivity of the documents.
I also began to keep track of my mileage to and from work. On the days that I got home and found work related mail I declared work related mileage. and I also declared the mileage back to work the next day.
My supervisor and HR have now explained that I can not expect the company to pay me for the mileage to and from work because of the mail I receive at home. I explained that the mail has to get back to work some how.
They said that because I do not come back to work the day the mail arrives that is considered the commute home.
I told them that I would then be making daily trips to the house on company time and company miles to retrieve the daily mail, and that would increase the company's carbon foot print.
I also asked if I could make a phone call so that my labor attorney could be present for this conversation. They said that personal phone calls can not be made from the break out room. I told them that I would be found in the focus room for any further conversations. They said that I could not do that either, I reminded them that the focus room was for minimal personal business and that this issue was just that.
They found me in the focus room and when I put my attorney on speaker phone. The supervisor and HR representative both shut up.
A break out room is being removed this weekend and mail slots are being installed.
Here is the story. Three months ago they moved me to a cube farm. And when I could not find the mail slots I asked my supervisor about the mail station.
He said they sent an E-Mail about this and that I should have gotten the memo.
Today we are beginning the consolidation of work spaces to capture more cost savings. We have too large a foot print and that is reflected in the bottom line. The open work space concept is an old one and acceptable practice. The open work space environment provides some challenges in the interaction with other employees but the benefits are greater. There is the enhanced team environment. Many companies use “war rooms” to facilitate productivity.
You will have better communication with your supervisor and co-workers. The “War Room” concept has been shown to increase speed of projects and facilitate cross communication with different teams.
There will be “break out” rooms for group meetings and “focus” rooms for individuals that may need privacy to conduct minimal personal business.
As part of the cost savings interoffice mail will be discontinued. please begin having your mail sent to your place of residence. The reduction interoffice mail will not only reduce our cost but help reduce the global impact the company has on the environment.
Thank you for your time and advanced co-operation now and in the future. Should you have any questions about the new work environments
This was the e-mail. the names have been changes to protect the innocent.
So I began directing my mail to my apartment. this included everything I was working regardless of the sensitivity of the documents.
I also began to keep track of my mileage to and from work. On the days that I got home and found work related mail I declared work related mileage. and I also declared the mileage back to work the next day.
My supervisor and HR have now explained that I can not expect the company to pay me for the mileage to and from work because of the mail I receive at home. I explained that the mail has to get back to work some how.
They said that because I do not come back to work the day the mail arrives that is considered the commute home.
I told them that I would then be making daily trips to the house on company time and company miles to retrieve the daily mail, and that would increase the company's carbon foot print.
I also asked if I could make a phone call so that my labor attorney could be present for this conversation. They said that personal phone calls can not be made from the break out room. I told them that I would be found in the focus room for any further conversations. They said that I could not do that either, I reminded them that the focus room was for minimal personal business and that this issue was just that.
They found me in the focus room and when I put my attorney on speaker phone. The supervisor and HR representative both shut up.
A break out room is being removed this weekend and mail slots are being installed.
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