Kasheestees Coma Journal: Satan hangs out with me.

Don’t fuck with me. I’ve been out in the world talking to all the strange beautiful angel-headed hipsters in it.

Most of my interviews have left me empty inside, like Star Jones. I want my informative blogposties to inform the Kasheestees Nation of its contitrutional obligration to allow each man his freedom and allow each woman his freedom. I want all my little Sheestos (you know who you are, you slaves) to go forth and multi and fill your heads with knowledges until they are like mighty prize winning watermelons, like Rosie O’Donnell.

I recently was the recipient of the most noble gift of brain surgery by the most noble lord SZATAN aka Alan Smithy aka Dread Sheckles aka Bob Legend.

The mighty ruler is a benevolent godhead. He lets me watch all the VH1 he wants.


He helps me get in the swing of things by playing dress up with me.

See? He likes Canada’s Mystery as well,

So he makes me dress up like him as well.

He only punishes me when I want to watch Laguna Beach! It’s heaven on earth I tells ya!

That’s me as Will Farrell on the left.

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