Imagine an advanced civilization recovering from wars and pollution, on the verge of mending its evil ways and come back from the brink of utter destruction, only to be wiped out by a virus. There is one sole survivor who developed a cure, but too late to save the species. He keeps samples of the virus alive, he programs AI robots to care for the virus after he is gone. The instructions are simple. Don't let them die, but occasionally shock the system with some devastating blow so that many of them are killed. The survivors will have better traits and thus selective mutation will occur. This continues for countless millions of years until the virus becomes sentient and forms and advanced civilization, only to be destroyed by the invisible robot overlords, now hiding on a distant planet. The virus has become the human race. STDs, flu, etc. were put here by the robots. We deserve our torture.

Coke-a-Cola baking soda catheter.

Patient complains of
Aches and chills, Dr. DF
Prescribes the Bird Flu

You are invited
To take all your own advice
Immediately

Life's not worth living.
Work your ass off all day long.
You're left with nothing.

Kill yourself today.
Make room for some other fool
to be unhappy.

The world is dying.
Your existence makes it worse.
You'd make good bear food.

Take some LSD.
Get eaten by a lion.
It is for the best.

I love when Maury
says "You are NOT the father."
Lucky SOBs.

i am not a ro....
bot...i...am not....a.....ro...bot...
i am not a....Boom!

I was ripping off
W. C. Fields. Duh!
Happy Bastards Day!

stephen king kong would
write a book about a giant
what climbing, what?

if the beat goes on
then what, kerouac meets king
kong in bangor, maine?

if i mention say
Jordan Peterson will the folks
from Ontario know

who i mean on this
channel, and will i get how
they feel about him?

maybe the art is
how seriously i take
it to the end times

i mean when do we
give up on someone and just
let them burn in hell?

i mean I'll go off
into "spiritual warfare..."
amusing...I don't

know...do you know how
seriously i take this
sort of thing to bear?

what does it really
accomplish in the end but
provokes me to post...

i can't tell if you're really posting
these feelings for real or not and if you have actually done these things which of course is naive
and i find disturbing

Funny how haiku
somewhat look like a penis
with balls either side.

Happy Father's Day
to all you men too stupid
to not reproduce.

Yes, I love children.
But it depends how they're cooked.
Flame grilled is best.

I'm thinking Android
Love Dolls might save the planet.
I'd like to own one.

you of course know that
i confidently object
to the human race

thing...im an alien

theyre too amusing

about time you showed up
wheres the rest of Legion
anyways? swine herd?

Poetry mode set.
Maximum vulgarity
and zero rhyming.

This photo captcha
sucks big hairy testicles.
It takes forever!

Technological
improvements are purely myth.
Except for Fleshlight.

Every time I buy a new computer or update software it seems to run worse than it did before and you have to fight with it to get it to work at all. The best solution is to turn off all updates. Roll back to Windows 7. I mean, Jesus!, Microsoft (named for Gates' penis!) hasn't had a decent upgrade in like 20+ years! Just added on garbage like textbook publishers fucking over college students with "new content" so the old books have to be scrapped. The human race should be turned into BBQ for alien invaders. Seriously.

He laughed at Playboy
and wanked to Mad Magazine.
Now he's president.

Confucius say:
Man does headstand nude
in rain with funnel up ass
gets free enema.

like i said im broke
when the weather is bad...is bad
no spam jokes here though

where do socks go when
they disappear from laundry?
alien fuel tanks!

where do socks go when
they disappear from laundry?
alien fuel tanks!

I'm not a robot
but i break down like one when
we have bad weather

that which is not well
expected might turn out
to be just what you need

This is a test of
The long overdue update
Of the bot filter.

I'm not a robot
No really I'm a human
I'm not a robot

well slayer of big
philistines, arevyou going
to out me liking

green mage girls?

Just remember that
Drone with Linux as OS...
That's some funny shit

if sci fi video
game movies are more compelling
than my writing i

need a lot more practice

i keep going
despite what's happening in
the world as i see...

arbitrary rules set
by men and women with the
will to power, void

no spirit

alice in chains must
have had a good night with her
Dom to make a band

Look up "contrabass saxophone"
On YouTube (1st result) to hear what
I think that... um, movement must have Sounded like, skip ahead to 1 minute
Or alternatively, while listening
Imagine an overly confident and Morbidly obese person walking down The street eating ice cream

well i knew you had
faith to move mountains df
not quite what...i thought

I pooped a mountain.
But then it washed out to sea.
The fish were not pleased.

add pennywise and
the characters from fifth element
and you get fan fiction

I like underground.
Storm drain tunnel exploring.
Shoot bottle rockets.

Imagine a bunch of fireworks being shot out of a storm gutter and there's no way to get down there that you can see. And the fireworks are being shot out right in front of your house and from down in the tunnel you hear maniacal laughter of the rat-troll-people echoing in the cavern like labyrinth.

Molotov cocktails. Acres of bad graffiti. Mushrooms and marijuana. And one dim flashlight.

i found out about
nasty underground evil
rat people, skaven

no its not a trip
on mescaline, it a game
known as warhammer

and these little fucks
are vicious evil chaos
underground dwellers

like certain internet trolls
(not u oh vogon overlord)

i meant down, i aint
down with how it saw dow but
dow is up, not down

they say the old way
of doing things is dow and
here i am, doing

And it's FigPucker!
Those cute little fig dimples.
I really like figs.

The fresh ones are best.
Not the cookies or dried figs,
but figs off the tree.

Best when very ripe.
Soft and juicy, just like a
chicken's tight asshole.

I'm pure hillbilly.
Love fuckin' me some chickens.
Eat them afterwards.

Church potluck dinner.
I laugh to watch them eat my
chicken in fig sauce.

I know only this:
Genuine happiness is
a squashed mosquito.

a voice in the wild
erness memorial the plans are but cut short

i hate to invoke
my insignifcant self
but here the man is

here comes the rain, again
the fall, totalitarian
disinterest

gen x, wake up...weve
got to unleash darth pigfucker
on big brother

when is it that folks
give up, let go and stop the
forcing of life things?

been bust talking to
people who hypnotize their
minds, fetish reasons