Hey Jesus …

… where you at?

Today will be short and sweet cause I got things to eat.

Question of the Day: If snitches get stitches and itches get scratches, do obeses only get creases? 

Ha!
You’re fat!
You have nothing to look forward to!

Kill yourself!

Sam the Douche

This morning Boogie Oogie Oggie got me and the entire building out of bed! That shit was mad loud, and I was dancing and singing along. Even in the evening – I rearranged my bedroom a bit, and I’m getting the balcony ready for summer.

I have COVID-19-07-10. Do you even care?

Yesterday, spring cleaning started, and a box I had wrapped in plastic and put out on the balcony somehow water leaked into it, and I had to throw out anything made of wood. it was gross. I didn’t go to my poetry session at the Pickering Library because of that damn box, but it’s good cause this morning, I realized I couldn’t taste anything,

Dating In Toronto

That heading is not accurate, but it is good for my mental health. I am still waiting for someone to contact me or like my photos. I might as well be invisible on Hinge! That short guy I met in the mall is probably …

Nothing! That’s what happens when you ask Jesus to do shit for you! I’m on my own! And as much as I am anti-human …

Dead or Alive!
Me want sex with human man now!

Caveman Sam – Necrophiles Matter!

The morgue’s too far away, and I haven’t been monitoring obits to find a freshly dead body at the cemetery. Last time they called the cops on me – so I gotta be in and out quick!

I’ve had my king bed for several years now, but I’m still waiting for a king. I got ripped off because the sales guy told me my king would come in the mail. Oh, the betrayal. And Jesus, if you wasn’t gon’ help me in the first place, you coulda just said that instead of stringing me along.


My paperback still hasn’t been published cause I can’t seem to get these damn trim margins and fucking pdf bleed shit right! ugh!

Excuse me while I eat mindlessly – worse than a vice, it’s toxic gluttony. Slow your Mustang down. Sally, you know I can’t run! Wait for me.

Can I pet that fat lady? (You sure can if that fat lady is me 😘 wait! It depends on how you are going to pet me. It might not end well for you!)

🎶 Live your life off the wall! Live it off the wall! 🎶

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