- Problem: Dealing With The Fact That They Are A Fucking Failure
- Who Am I Helping: Near Dead
I think Im going to have to have one of these entries every once in a while. Just one where I find humorous pictures (or make them) and show you how to kill yourself. Ive come up with a name for this wonderful little periodicle.
Todd's Happy Go Lucky Playland
Welcome.
Lets get to buisness.
Wear a Dough Boy suit around this bitch. You'll be roasted, toasted, and really hurting in less time than it takes to say "Tasty!"
Consider this picture funny. At which time, the gods of comedy will strike you down with lightening and hellfire that will rain from the heavens. At which point, the gene pool will be a little less murky.
Fuck with this guy. He is rough. Rough Rough Rough! Look at the apron on that nigga. Thats some crazy shit.
Frankly that last picture scared the shit out of me. Im out of here.
(p.s. kill yourself)
And you thought I forgot.
- Problem: Youre Music Choice
- Who Am I Helping: Handicapped Joe
Wow... Neil Diamond...
Yep, you deserved it. I mean, who likes Neil? Hes a raving homosexual who, undoubtably, plays guitar well, but sucks. If you had been trampled at, say, a Disturbed, Drowning Pool, Dave Mathews, Van Halen, etc. concert, I would give you the following advice.
Infiltrate the origional site of the performance, and steal the cameras.
Find every single one of them, and tell them they've won free tickets to a new show.
When they get there, gas them.
But since you went to a Neil Diamond concert, gas yourself... because Neil sucks... Alot.
Bye, bitch.
- Problem: Italians
- Who Am I Helping: Someone Who Needs Help
Hire a strongman. I mean, shit, its your fault.... Dumbass.
Better yet, save your money and kill yourself.
Wow, that was easy.
- Problem: The chick let it hang out.
- Who Am I Helping: You Dont Know Me
Some call me a sadist, some call me insane, but Hitler thinks im a god damn genius, so here we go.
Youre going to need the following items-
A Warehouse turned into a maze
Bullhorn
Armed Gaurds
Hooligans
A Van
Ether
Steps-
1. Have one of your armed guards go to this girls house and kidnap her with the ether. Place her in the back of the van and drive her to the warehouse, where she can be dropped off in the middle.
2. Go over the bullhorn and scream until she wakes up. Tell her she has an hour to escape.
3. Becase the maze was so diabolically made, she cant escape in one hour. Release the hooligans 15 minutes into the time anyway.
4. Have an armed gaurd at the ready at the exit so that by some miracle that she does make it, she'll be killed.
Or you could kill yourself. I mean, the shame, the shame, the shame.
- Problem: Too Many Ways To Kill Someone
- Who Am I Helping: Da Man
When I saw this post... I, truthfully, almost cried. Finally, someone asks me about revenge!
You need the following items-
Ether
IV Bag
IV Needle
Skinning Knife
12234234 Packets Of Blood
Rope
A Chariot
Lots of Salt
2 Horses
Okay, use the ether to knock out your target. Tie him to the back of your chariot. Go out and make a road of salt. Go back and skin your enemy, connecting the IV filled with blood so he doesnt die too soon. Drag him behind your chariot, and listen to him scream and sizzle. If you get bored with it, let the horses run him over.
But make sure you dont get caught. If you do... kill yourself.
- Problem: Dead Body
- Who Am I Helping: too Embarrassed
First what you need to do is go check for a pulse. I'll wait while you do that...
Okay, now, is he alive? Yes? Call the police, they'll take care of everything else. Just say you didnt notice him until just a few minutes ago.
But just in case he isnt alive, I have a plan for you. Unfortunatly, your finger prints are ON the body. What are you going to do about that? Swab them off? No. Tell the police the truth? No. Heres what youre going to do. Go drag the body into the house and wrap him in a tarp. Put him in the back of your truck and drive down to New Orleans. Purchas a large cooler or ice chest, many sand bags, and a bio-degradable rope. Place all the items and the body into the cooler. Cover the body in ice, and put beer on one side and a fish on the other. Place the ice chest on a boat and go out into the nearest swamp, under the impression youre fishing. When youre sure your all alone, search for a peice of the swamp that has a healthy population of crabs. Pull the body out and weigh him down with the sandbags by tying it to its arms, legs, and body. Sink the body by the crabs and drive away. By the end of the week, nothing will be left but bones.
And then, on the other hand, you could go out by the body, and kill yourself. The gunshot should bring the nearest neighbor, and both your body and his will be found and reported.
BOOM!
Have a great day... well, whats left of it.
- Problem: Manhood
- Who Am I Helping: Xena
It's Xena... not Zena... therefore, you need to kill yourself.
With a gun.
Now.
Fucker.
- Problem: I Loike AIM lol! Coolz!
- Who Am I Helping: A Douche Bag
Thats right, you are a douche bag. Lets break that down.
D- Dick
O- Overly Talkative
U- U Sucks majur ballzz dik
lol rofl (if that didnt penetrate, I was making fun of you)
C- Crack WHore
H- Hemp Monkey
E- Evil Slut
B- Bastard
A- Ass
G- Gastro-intestinal Worm
Before I even continue, i want you to kill yourself. I usually put this at the end, or in the sake of GOJILLA at the start because that was the topic, but im making a change just for you. Kill yourself.
I want to put this out there that this will never end. It will go on forever. If no one leaves a message for a week, there wont be any updats for a week. Douche Bag.
Kill yourself.
- Problem: Isnt Using His Gigantic Head
- Who Am I Helping: Godzilla
Godzilla... wow, this could be a chore. But dont worry little... er big... buddy, I have you well covered. There are many weapons in the Todd Michael God Of Everything Arsenal (TMGOEA). Let me give you a taste of what we can offer you here.
Now this bitch right here can blow a hole right in you... providing you sit on it. Yes, the reptillian asshole it very soft and spongy... just ask Bria Nelko.
Pretend you dropped a candy down the barrel and take a look at whats inside. Try not to blink.
Listen to this guys bullshit for more than 10 minutes. It could kill anyone. I mean, Christ... hes a Democrat!
Let this give you a blowjob. Thats right. You dont have the guts... neither do I. I would wrather be killed by a Mexican firing squad. Plus hes a Democrat, hes had enough shit in his mouth... like his own words.
Have sex with this.
I dont think I can give any better advice than those. I mean, hell, no one could... Im awesome.
- Problem: People Are Douche Bags
- Who Am I Helping: Guess?
I'm sure youre a really smart person, but theres one thing you havent figured out yet. People suck. While im sure youre sexy, I dont expect you to be a whore. And even if you were, whores are awesome. I mean, they're so sexy they get PAYED to be naked.
But thats not my advice, thats just the truth. My advice would be to go out, get a gun, and go on a rampage. You can kill everyone who pisses you off, and then come over to my house. I'll say you were there the whole time, therefor giving you the perfect alabi. You'll never get caught. I only have one request, you need to kill a few of the people that piss me off too... and one other thing you can ask me about later... heh heh heh.
Errrr, I mean, I'm totally professional... yes.. naked, what? Who said naked?
To put it simply, everyone cept me hates you because youre beautful... so go kill people.
Or, like i tell everyone, kill yourself. One way or the other, shit gets done, unfortunatly, if you decide to kill yourself, the shit that gets done isnt me.