(Criminal Minds: The sickest show on television.)
Yesterday, the Dragon Lady served spicy chicken and egg rolls for dinner. She's a real oriental stereotype. Every meal comes with an egg roll. There's always some truth to typecasting.
I don't care about political correctness. Asians are more racist than white people. My father-in-law always tells my wife that I smell like rancid meat. No kidding. And that old bastard reeks of alcohol and garlic. What a nerve!
Jim studied Korean for an hour with his mother. He sassed her on several occasions. She could no longer take his wicked ways. So she beat him with the Spoon of Justice. I don't blame her. That's the way he wanted it. Actions have consequences.
I watched Criminal Minds. The series is quite sick and disturbing. In last night's episode, a killer hates women so much so that he rips out their tongues before murdering them. He gets his rocks off by inflicting severe pain to his victims.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. I refuse to babble like a pagan. Poor old Smith just does what he's told. (Matthew 6: 5-15)
I went to bed at 9 p.m. I was exhausted. I didn't dream. I woke up at 5 a.m. I drank coffee and read the newspaper.
There's a rich business man named Yun. He's a contractor. Yun invited several important officials to his house for a balls-to-the-wall sex party. He captured all the debauchery on tape. Then he used the evidence to blackmail his enemies. Never take your pants off in public. Talk about a bad move.
I turned on Fox News. A suicide bomber murdered nearly fifty people in a Syrian mosque. American neo-conservatives are trying to use the tragedy as an excuse to put U.S. troops on the ground. Sons-of-bitches.
It's currently 4:45 p.m. I'm tired. I might be catching a cold.
Anyway, talk to you later. God bless.