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I killed fireflies when I was little by trapping them in jars with no source of oxygen. I also stepped on millions of ants on purpose. Even to top that, I would antagonize rolly polleys and flick them as far as I could when they turned into a ball. Lady bugs were the only thing I was kind to but often times they'd fall off of me and drown in the pool. I once swallowed a fly... perhaps she'll die? Nope, haven't yet. DAMN!!!





you had exposure to lots of testosterone while in the womb I bet.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/4202199.stm it does all sorts of wacky stuff.



My pops was one hell of a driver so to speak, he taught me how to drive in a '69 stingray L88. The only thing I hated about the car is that it was that damn sunshine yellow but it was enough to get me enraged and rape the streets when he told me to.

CAOH... you're genius that's all I can say. I feel like killing some bugs for old times sake, masturbate with a candle stick in honor of roman candle battles and go run a old lady off the road, throw some canadian coins in the homeless cups and I dont know what else.