prologue:
in a world decimated by fecal iridescence and white pod-like cerebral bores that stupefies even the most intelligent, the zombie is never over rated nor over used. i’ve come to the conclusion that even my favorite fictitious creature can be translated to current times/mankind.
hi. i’m aaron.
most of my handles have been autumns treason, ghrgneex, cpt. RusSkull...but for some reason Aaron the Zombie Juice Russell is more adequately fitting.
i was born in central florida, just another product of the 80's. as a child we moved around a lot. from south to north florida. lived in wisconsin for a few years, and now back in florida.
florida is a shit hole. just because disney and people up north have never seen the ocean...doesn't make it nice. just like every state, the grass is greener where you do not have to mow.
i like to have fun. life is to shitty and unpredictable to be serious all the time. you never know when a bus is going to run you over or a zombie will eat your brains. the last thought through my head before the bus smashed into my face is "damn...i wish i would have loosened up a little!" well that is if i took every thing serious.
the box is to small. i tried to put it on my head...but had to think around it to make it fit.
randomness is the best policy.
zombies ate my neighbors is still my favorite video-game (genesis/snes)
futuramma is my favorite cartoon followed by ren and stimpy.
when i put my shirt over my head (exposing only my face) i look like bevis. if they every make a bevis and butthead live action movie, i will be pissed if i do not get the part. the only bad thing is i think both ac/dc and metallica suck...so ill have to have the old school "medal" shirt.
i’ve come to the conclusion that (even though there is not a beer that i wont try) light loggers are my favorite. and michelob light bottles look like anal butt plugs. (yes i know its redundant to say anal and butt when referring to a plug you shove in your ass, but its fitting, no pun intended)
i love bad jokes.
i make a lot of bad jokes.
i love cheesy things...not related to food... i’m talking about old man trying to be "hip" or used car sails men cheesy. though, i like cheesy food as well.
i love gore.
i love zombies, i’m sure you had no idea of that...ha.
i especially love gory cheesy zombie movies.
return to the night of the living dead is one of my favorites. not as much as evil dead, evil dead 2 and army of darkness.
speaking of...i cant find my army of darkness shirt...damn bitch stole it. (ex gf)
shell silverstein is my favorite author. dr seus comes in second followed by popular science. i know popular science is not an author...but that is the order of my favorite publications to read.
ADOBE: GIVE ME PHOTOSHOP AND ILLUSTRATOR FREE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE! (please of course)
my best friend is my mom. she is wonderful, great, brilliant, brave, giving, loving, thoughtful, kind...ok, how about this; insert every known adjective here...and it still wont give her enough credit.
when the last person in the world has turned on me...she will be there by my side, strong.
i’m not afraid to hold her hand or hug her in public.
note to all of you ass holes...vitamin D ointment feels great....ha.
Mitch Headburg is my favorite comic. i mean... "i went to the doctor the other day, all he did was suck blood from my neck...never go see Dr. Acula" how can you not laugh at his jokes?
he is my yoda to horrible slapstick one liner jokes.
may he rest in piece or at least come back as a zombie...id let him eat my brains.
that sounded kinda dirty as i said it to my self...still...none the less.
i really do not know where to end this...its either going to end in an emotion soppy mess, or just more blurbing. so for the time being, i’m going to step out side to for some fresh air.
as much as i am not serious...patient or mentally sane for that matter...i do take time to enjoy the little things that people take for granted.
such as the breeze, clouds, the stars...nature...
i wish it was not interrupted by mankind...but then where would i be?
i’m just glad i’m breathing... in and out.
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