Curiosity Killed the Cat
Old John...through his English wit and probable boredom found my blog yesterday and threw a quiet little hissy outside of my presence. I don't think he expected to be reading about himself. "Hey John you do suck and consider my writings a warning. Don't be like all the other fat western people that come over here and eat Burger King and sleep with stupid whores. Go live a life that you can be proud of instead of running from one that you don't understand. And if it makes you feel better. All sarcasm against myself is openly welcome." Personally I don't really care if he reads this thing or not; at this point I could use the audience. And if you are gonna punch me or whatever, square me off, don't sucker punch me.
