Dream No. 4

Who here has played the new Resident Evil 5, the one where you shoot a bunch of amok niggas with parasites exploding out their ass and make them look all silly n' shit? Well, my dream was very relevant I tell you. Now I know you've missed the Dream Journal, and I haven't been posting...well fans...eat a dick. Because there are better things in life than expecting me to update a dream that hasn't happened yet, you stupid fuck. Guess what you dick donor, I'm in fucking college, so I'm not like that fag Shane Dawson who has time to post every fucking day just because I live in my momma's basement. Get it you cock correlator, that I'm busy! I have fucking classes to study for and essays to fucking write. I have a pet snake to feed and pussy to feed my other snake. I have weed to buy and coffee to keep me up at night so I don't sleep on my assignments. And you expect me to keep up on posting dreams I have no time to have? You eat a dick! Now...all's forgiven, check out the dream, you rectum raiding dickfuck.

I just woke up feeling like there was something in my stomach. I payed no attention to it and ate a hearty breakfast. Damn that was a good breakfast. I had myself a bacon, egg and tomato sandwich. It was good, but I couldn't feel myself eating it. I was pissed, cause it was supposed to be good, but I couldn't taste the fucking sandwich. And when I drank water, I could feel the water going down my mouth but not into my stomach. This is some major bullshit! So I sign on The Trash Blog to write a good Fuck You God article about this nonsense. Finishing my post, I had a killer migrane so I went down to see my dealer to buy me some herb. When I walked down the street, my headache got worse, and I fell asleep by the beach. Then my head exploded and some bigass fucking worm/centipede/tentacles/octopus/squid parasite I don't fucking know burst out and made me start eating you worthless piece of shit civilians, which by the way, tasted like TRASH. I'm prolly never getting my head back, go fuck yourselves.

I woke up with my head intact. I went on this site to check out my post. No posts of cursing out the big asshole in the sky (not yet ;D). Then I saw it was Martin Luther King Jr. day. Homeboy's looking out for me. It was a sign to let loose (like I am already doing, fucking dumbass) and play some games. Fuck you.

Moral of my dream? Buy fucking Resident Evil 5, you shit trap. Worth every fucking dollar. Unless you'd rather spend your money on a vibrator for your hairy asshole cause you a homosexual, there's no excuse. I actually got my copy of RE5 for a cheap price from one of my homeboys. Word up. You can buy it up there at the top of the post on Amazon. No excuses, fuck knacker, I expect mass purchase.