The Rest of The fukkin E3 (Patreon)

Thank god i can go back to never talking about video games again. Until i do. 

Here's the rest of my goofs and wise guy quips concerning the convention of the 3 Es. If there's anything i still didn't talk about, that means it was probably just good but not in a funny way. Or something. 

I should probably get to work on whatever the next project is but it's 3:30 in the morning and i am fucking naked so i'm gonna eat 6 moon-pies and fall asleep on the crumbs. As is my nightly Christian ritual. 

I just forgot i was writing this for an hour while staring into the darkness and wondering if it was worth it to turn the tv on and put some shit on netflix. I've concluded the answer is no. I would just stare at the menu forever anyway. 

I bought a fucking awesome britney spears shirt the other day but it's too big. I accidently got one with way too many x's. It looks like a fuckin muumuu. This will not do. I will have to return it. This upsets me. 

i just remembered there are no moon-pies left. I ate them yesterday. If i had more moon-pies maybe i could get fatter and fit into that shirt better without having to go to the store to return it. 

But i would just have to go to the store anyways to get more moon-pies. I guess life is just bad no matter what. 

i wish i never had a beard. beards are fucking awful. If you have a beard don't touch me. 

July. What the fucjkk. It'ss S U M M E R T I M E again.