Do You Goog-le?

I love Google, I search "dad" and I find this,

"My dad saved me, and I killed him" - from the LA Times.

"I killed my dad. I didn't blow him away with a gun. Instead, I let him die. I pulled a kitchen chair up next to him and watched him struggle to breathe on the floor. The skin on his face turned a reddish-purple. His neck took on a bluish tint. Both his hands clutched tightly at his chest. And suddenly, the white in his eyes became spider-web etched, in blood-red lines."

Ffffuck.

"Why did I do it? It's complicated. I loved the son of a bitch more than anything on the planet."

Anyway, it just goes into a sob story after that. Google's great, too bad they're tracking everyone. Thanks bastards.

You're Dead...Get Over It

So I was trying to look up pictures of dead people online, and it's a lot harder than it used to be. I ran across this guy's post, "Are Dead People Really Dead?" No they're alive, idiot. When the body's dead, the body's fucking dead, no arguing that. Yeah, the energy lives on, I believe, you know. Whatever hasn't been sucked right out of us from TV and other little brainsucking instruments providing spiritual distortion. Uggh, yeah I fucking hate the media and everything, what's new hey.

I couldn't actually find a good picture of a dead person who wasn't shrivled and made into a sculpture yet. But I did find this African business man lying in the sand that looks like he's dead. But why the fuck should I post that? There's a watermark on it anyway, fuck.

I had this great idea of posting this guy with his head all blown off and shit, oh well.