where i'm at; don’t worry, yer never alone, god sez it's alright, death’s breath is still on yer neck and it's the noise in other people's heads that drives me insane!

you ever walk into an elevator that someone else has just farted in? and then obsess over whether or not you should’ve just gotten out and waited for the next one as it makes its 20 second journey to the 24th floor? and then, when it finally gets there, have it open -- only to find the hot receptionist who works next door and tears your tongue out waiting to get in it? not me, jerk-offs!