Monday, May 21, 2007

God is dead. Oh, and I'm R-Rated.

That conversation with god thing is for the birds. I think it's a form of meditation at best.

In other news, here's a complete waste of time:



Your Life is Rated R
Your life is definitely adults only. While children accompanied by parents are welcome, they'll probably be scarred for life.



Apparently, I needed more bar fighting and exhibitionism to get an NC-17.

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