There's a joke I'd like to tell that some might find to be incredibly
offensive and insulting, and due to the fact that our first amendment
rights are being stripped from us, slowly but surely, I figured
I ought to tell the joke while I still can. Thank god our country
doesn't make ex post facto laws. Anyway, here's my joke:
I'm literally quite high right now. I'm writing this from the top
of the World Trade Center. Just kidding. That thing got blown the
fuck up! Hahahaha!
Oh no! I just made a joke about something horrific! Call the president!
Call Oprah! Holy shit!
I was walking down the street the other day, when I saw this old
guy, shuffling along in much the same way zombies do, and I was
horrified. So I snuck up behind him, picked up a rock, and started
bashing his fucking face in, until blood and brains coated the pavement.
Then I set his body on fire, and pissed on it, just for fun. Then,
when I got incredibly bored with that, I threw his brainless, piss-soaked
corpse into traffic, where he was mauled repeatedly by several large,
gas-guzzling SUVs, you know, the kind that are responsible for our
horrific gas prices.
Did I mention I hate niggers?
So this one time, when I was in sixth grade, we had this kid who
was "special" and by "special," what I mean
to say is, he was fucking retarded. Well, at any rate, one day he
was called up to the front of the class, which I would normally
view as the highlight of my day (because making fun of retards is
just my kind of thing), but this day, oh, this day was different.
On the way up to the front of the class, he just had to shit his
pants. And what row did he just have to walk down? Mine, of course.
As I got a whiff of his dishonorable discharge, I began to gag,
and it was at that point I did what any normal kid in my position
would have done: I kicked him in the balls (don't want the likes
of him reproducing, if you know what I mean), set him on fire, then
pissed all over him. Then I gave him an Ultra Wedgie, making sure
to smear his fecal matter all over his face. Then I laughed. I laughed
and laughed. I was suspended for two days, but whatever. It's not
like I really wanted to go to school anyway.
Why did the nigger cross the road? He didn't. He was too busy smoking
crack. Hahaha! I can still say nigger, right? I mean, it's not against
the law, or anything, is it? Didn't think so.
Nigger nigger nigger nigger nigger nigger nigger. Nigger nigger.
Nigger nigger nigger. I like that word for some reason. It rolls
gently off the tongue, and it's just a fun word to say. Let's see
how much "trouble" I get into for saying this word. It'll
be neat.
You know what I hate? I hate it when you're fucking some dude up
the ass, and when you pull out, you have poop all over your dick.
It's incredibly annoying, and quite the mood killer, if you know
what I mean. What really sucks is when you're fucking some dude
up the ass, and you didn't know he was lactose intolerant before
you force-fed him all those white russians, then just before you're
getting ready to pull out, he shits all over your dick, and not
only that, but it's diarrhea. Fucking disgusting.
I'm constantly wiping my ass. There are only three things I"m
afraid of in this world. Losing my teeth, losing my hair, and having
shit stains in my underwear. So I wipe my ass constantly, because
I'll be damned if I'm going to allow my underwear to accumulate
skid marks. It's really awkward at times, especially when I'm with
friends, because I'm constantly excusing myself to go to the bathroom
to wipe my ass. I thought about wearing a tampon, so I don't have
to worry about wiping my ass so often, but then I realized that
tampons aren't very manly. Real men use toilet paper.