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As much as I hate disabilities, I love wheel chairs. I wish I had a wheel chair of my own and never had to walk again. That'd be cool to have swoll ass arms so you can always pull your body into a wheel chair but your legs are just dead weight. Imagine having to wait in line with a wheelchair. Just think about it. Thats right, you cant. Because when youre in a wheel chair there are no lines. People that have been in a wheel chair their whole lives are truly blessed because they have never known the horrors of waiting in a line. I sometimes don't leave my house if I know I'm gonna have to fuck with a line. Fuck that noise. Why don't I just break my own legs you ask? I have beautiful legs. Long dancers legs at that. You can't get rid of the money makers. Therefore I decided It'd be a ton of fun to get a friend thats bound to a wheel chair. Think about how cool it'd be to push him places, thats a big responsibility. A grown (wo)man is trusting you with his and/or her life. Also, imagine getting them really shlammered so their blacked out. You can put them ANYWHERE, they're on wheels. Or even have them wake up outside of their wheel chair and hide it from them. Watch them squirm around, throw water on them, make it rain on them. Whatever. My point is, People in wheel chairs are great to play pranks on and I want one. I want a person in a wheel chair, not to be forced to use a wheel chair because at this rate I give myself 5 years til I have to use a wheel chair and people play pranks on me run on sentence.

Know what really grinds me gears? Cheap beer snobs. Not beer snobs, I don't even listen to them when they try and tell me about their Norwegian triple hopped distilled inside an apple and eaten from the inside out which was then pissed out by local norwegians over a bed of orange peels and filtered through the bark of a 400 year old tree in the middle of a town youve never heard of. I'm talking about the douchefucks who see you bring a case of High Life over and they scoff and are all, "High Life?! ew. You could've atleast bought Busch!" Like is Busch really that much better? All that shit tastes awful anyway. Just enjoy it. Pussies.

I thought of how to take the fashion scene by storm. Know how faggy priests have those dope ass white collars that no one else can wear? Change of plans. Grab some of those collars, make them different colors, throw sports logos on them. Hell, even bling them out. Make a gold collar with diamonds n shit all over. Am I going to Hell? Probably. But I already knew that, lets make the most of it before I go. Up top is an example of what I thought of.