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I eat poo
yeah I said it and I am JanIAm. I eat poo nad chips. Bangers and poo. Burgers and poo shake. I love Hitler and I'm presently in a state of drug induced sexual frenzy.
I live in the present.
I dumpster dove today; found pork scratchings and fecal matter and ate both then shot up with heroin and vomited on a parishioner, being sunday and all...
Speaking of Sunday, I pray that Monday is refuse pickup day in your community. Since you undoubtedly use the dumpster as your sleeping quarters, maybe you'll get hauled off to the dump where there's sure to be plenty of pork scratchings and fecal matter. It's a win-win for everybody.
Jan where will we go I Am Jan with you my other half old half half 'n half half wit half twit half half half half half hafl.. hmm words lose their meaning when repeated herpes herpes herpes herpes herpes herpes herpes herpes herpes herpes herpes herpes huh.. works all the time JAN save me from my addiction to morality and join Jan in the seaman semen line for bukkake.
You're sounding like a broken record, JanIAint. Time to hit the reset button, and then call your local mental health professionals to ask for one of those 72-hour holds I've heard so much about. A few days on Halcyon and good hospital food will do ALL of us a world of good.
Why bangers and poo? Isn't one really much like the other? But then, I'm not a dumpster diver -- I bow to your superior experience in this area.