Couldn't Pull Away From This Clip

This video has an odd plot to it. And it's funny as hell, insane and kinda retarded. It may be a good idea to pour yourself about five shots of whiskey and down them one after another before hitting the play button on this clip. Thankfully, I was able to find a bottle of Bacardi in the cabinet and I had half that downed before finding this gem and checking it out. After the first minute, I was kinda groovin' to it. Drink up. You will, too.

I have this irritating feeling I'm going to be embarrassed for posting this clip tomorrow afternoon. Could be a fart bottled up, though.

So I was thinking....

....that all this research I've been doing on crazies, past and present, has been taking it's toll on my poor lil' mind. But I'm beginning to wonder about that. You see, I have this constant ringing in my ears. Maybe it's lack of sleep. I keep seeing things in the corners of my eyes. Moving things. Flashes of light, too. My wife has been snoring. Even more than usual. It's the kind of sound you would experience if chainsaws were being driven directly into your ears. But a little louder. Maybe that's it. The constant snoring. I can say this because she rarely reads my blogsite. Sniff. Sniff. Imagine- your own life partner unwilling to read your every charming, witty, insightful word that takes you so much effort to compile into something so wonderfully meaningful. Heh heh. Yeah, right. Oh well.

Ahhh, my head. So close to exploding yet too far away from detonating to give me any relief. Maybe I need a change of scenery. It's 1:00 in the morning and this monitor is getting very blurry. The floor is kinda shakey, too. Do I attempt to crawl into bed with the wifey for more chainsaw assault? Look, over there, the globe on my desk just rotated by itself!

The buzzing is getting louder. Angry bees. Angry at me. Swirling in and around my noggin.

And now the wife is coming in, telling me to come to bed. God, help me. Someone come to my rescue!