(Anal sex is the devil's work.)
Yesterday, the Dragon Lady took me to McDonald's. I had a Big Mac and a large order of fries. The experience was heavenly. I'm a huge fan of junk food. I washed the vittles down with an enormous glass of geniune Coca-Cola. I'm a broke dead dick, so I usually drink the generic stuff. But sometimes a man has to splurge.
I returned to my Soviet-syle concrete tenement and watched the Samsung Lions. Allen Webster was the starting pitcher. He's been on a hot-streak lately. He performed well over six innings, only giving up a single run. The Lions went on to win the contest 4 to1 over the Nexen Heroes. I like it when young Americans succeed.
(Allen Webster is on a roll.)
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy cannibal. I thanked The Savior for his many gifts. For instance, I can occasionally afford beer and meat. Plus my children are performing reasonably well in school. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born on the southside of Chicago. Talk about a shithole.
I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. A spurned lover in Rome sprayed alcohol on his girlfriend and set her on fire. The poor woman burned to death. If I were king of the world, I'd throw this Italian bastard off a cliff. Unfortunately, nobody listens to me.
I turned on CNN. Donald Trump spent his morning bashing reporters during a press conference. He called them all digusting sleaze. He then went on to insult the judge who is handling the Trump University case. I couldn't stop laughing. The Donald has a wonderful sense of humor. However, there simply aren't enough white people left in America for him to win the race. But what do I know?
Anyway, I've shot my load. So long for now, and God bless everybody.