I’m not too handsome

If you wanted to know the truth. It’s that my body is quite disgusting. I’m kind of flabby and I have hair on my back and my skin is roughly the color of milk, and when it’s tan, it turns the color of cheese. It’s sick really. Last year I worked out a lot, and I was kind of fit, but I gave
up, because I’m lazy.

And do you want to know why I don’t take my shirt off in public? Self respect. I don’t have a lot of it, not enough to do “sit ups” anyway, but enough to know that nobody want to see my disgusting body by the pool.

This is why I don’t understand why some people will talk on the cell phone in places like books stores and movie theaters and shit like that. Don’t they know that’s disgusting? I was in Barnes and Nobles today, and this guy was talking, slightly less louder then a rock concert, about his car. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to watch him get raped by elephants, and tigers. Has he no idea? Really what is it about cell phones?

There are a lot of things I hate that I can look the other way on, like Rap music, and people who are fashionable, and white kids who act like they are ghetto. and Uh.. actually everyone who acts like they are ghetto. And rap music. But this shit has to stop.

look, I know you’re lonely, and nobody wants to go to lunch with you. But walking around with a phone to your ear, doesn’t make you any less disgusting, or lonely. Do me a favor. If you walked around in public today chatting on the phone, go home, and take a nice hot bath, then kill yourself, because you are an asshole.

or put a shirt on that shit

Your pal Randy

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