selah...part 3...chapter 100

so there i am...a coffee in one hand and big foot having a shit all over the runway in the other...( though how he ever got there till this day is a mystery ) .

I SCRATCH MY ASS...I EVER SO CALMLY MEANDER TO MY SPACESHIP...TIME TO DO SOME FUCKED UP SHIT AND WRITE A BOOK ABOUT IT .


...BASTARD WINDOWS...find it yourself .

...luv stu

selah...part 3...chapter 99

next...do a somersault off the squirrel powered jet engine  air plane that has now landed the wrong way up and its crew completely naked and screwing in the isle .

selah...part 3...chapter 98

next move...skip down the road of life until you play your banjo so much that your fingertips bleed .

selah...part 3...chapter 97

the new stu...one suffering from..." too much shit thrown at me and i think the world has gone mad disease '' .

first move...get a little red riding hood complete with a retarded camel  costume...and a pound of hash .

selah...part 3...chapter 96

i considered prayerfully what to do with my life...then it came to me : SCARE THE FUCK OUT OF EVERYONE .

...and there was much rejoicing .

selah...part 3...chapter 95

bottom line...i went from one church to another...the second one was named...post traumatic stress .

...boy , could he hold his booze .

selah...part 3...chapter 94

remember when godzilla went to the moon...and ate the whole fucking thing ??? but the government covered it up...because the president was '' in on it '' or something ???

same in church...godzilla ate my left nut , and everyone was praying that he would eat the other one .

...but i had a secret weapon...i would have sex with everyone in the mental hospital while they were playing ping - pong .