Donkey Punch!

The fact is that this is mildly con­fus­ing. Tak­ing the fact that I’m
very lik­able though I’m quite the oppo­site from my point of
view. 99% like this shit, 1% doesn’t, so what? Do any­one think
I give a fuck about a losers opin­ion? I’ve learned not to, cause
I know that if it would come to bat­tle, I would most defin­i­tively
win and if not I would be proud for things I achieved. So you, you
lit­tle brat, beat it. Since I’ve learned to appre­ci­ate myself I’ve also
learned to appre­ci­ate that what­ever I do I should not be embar­rassed
so this is me, not being embar­rassed for what I have and will achieve.
Don’t be jeal­ous, it doesn’t suit you, it doesn’t suit any­one actu­ally.
I’m tired defend­ing the weak, cause I’m stronger now, stronger than
ever and I will laugh at you, you lit­tle prick when I stand on top of the
moun­tain declared the win­ner, for all the injus­tices and all the shit you’ve
caused every­one. I’m bet­ter than you, no one else, just bet­ter than you.

It’s a nice day, today, snow­ing, glow­ing. Nice.

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At work and it was quite some time since I last sat here, on this
chair, at work, try­ing to write so I’m not gonna’ do it again. I’m
just gonna be me. Plain and sim­ple. Read some old posts over at
the first Don­key Punch blog I had (it’s still there, just poorly updated)
and like a light­ning it struck me, this blows. Everything.

I can see myself sit­ting at home, alone by my com­puter look­ing over
my shoul­der see­ing that “M. Hill” story, the final ver­sion but then I
turn my back on it, as always. “M. Hill” doesn’t cut it but I look back
once again and there it is, my mas­ter­piece “The Man on the Air­port“
it’s the first draft and then I turn my back on that too. Now I sit here
at work, writ­ing this, think­ing I should erase every word but then I
think again, these words may be unin­ter­est­ing but it’s me and it’s me
it’s all about.

By the way, I look good in both sneak­ers and boots, in the nude.

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I promised myself, to never write about some­thing I haven’t pub­lished yet or
about my ideas but this time there’s a dif­fer­ence or at least that what I think.
For once, words come easy, no more detours. Just sub­stan­tial top­ics, words and
thoughts or maybe not just sub­stan­tial things, this is after all Don­key Punch! and
this is the place defined by crazy shit. Any­ways what I was going to say is that I’ve
found a way to start this new cycle of top­ics, where I puke, dis­sect and just giv­ing
every­thing of me into one topic at a time and since I know (sta­tis­ti­cally) that most
of you like the hate and neg­a­tive sides of my words, I’ll give this stu­pid idea a try.

Back to the point, I’ve writ­ten two drafts of “The man on the air­port” and it feels good,
not great but good is enough. I hope to pub­lish it soon but for those who have fol­lowed
me for a time now, know that you shouldn’t expect some­thing any­time soon but
wait­ing is half the fun, right?

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Let’s push all things to the limit, it’s time to advice you all to
re-think your posi­tions and your choices, mean­ing, should you
really be inter­ested in this? In noth­ing? Cause’ that’s exactly what
it is, noth­ing­ness, reach­ing it’s high­est point. After all the talk about
new begin­nings, a new era, a new face of this blog — I’m tired of that
shit and I assume that so are you!?
If not, con­grats’. But if you for one sec­ond think of all the unnec­es­sary,
idi­otic, unin­ter­est­ing facts of Don­key Punch! then you might re-think
every­thing. Here’s some things I rec­om­mend whilst look­ing your­self
in the mir­ror and think­ing about the noth­ing­ness of DP!

1. Punch your balls (if you have some)
2. Feel your boobs (or some­one else’s)
3. Kiss your­self (it’s very, very sat­is­fy­ing, I promise)
4. Feel your­self (even more sat­is­fy­ing, don’t believe me? Try it!)

If you still decide that this place is the right place for you?
Wel­come, you’ve passed the test. You’re totally DP’d. Nice
feel­ing, right? And it’s now, when you, every wor­thy soul gets
the shot to be apart of some­thing fan­tas­tic, the ideas and thoughts
by me and it’s a pleas­ant ride, I can assure. So fuck off and wel­come
to real­ity. This is it. As of now, this is it. The shit. The deal.
I look for­ward to crush your dreams tomor­row and bring you some
new ones the day after tomor­row because that’s the way things
work around here. WELCOME, This is Don­key Punch! The most
won­der­ful shit hole around here.

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I most cer­tainly suck, just so you all know. Some­one thinks I do, so
well I do. I suck, suck, suck. I’m bad, I’m no good. I’m fucked up.
I’m a loser. Well yes but I’m bet­ter than you any­ways, just so you know
I have a life, I have every­thing I want and I can get so much more.
Some aren’t worth shit, like, well some just aren’t. Twat.

Let’s just let go of the anger and enjoy the moment of being invin­ci­ble
as always. I am, there­fore I know. And I know an awful lot about fucked
up peo­ple try­ing to under­stand why their life suck, well, that’s just because
your a loser, noth­ing more, noth­ing less. But I do not fear and I do not
give a fuck. It might seem as I do give a fuck, I don’t, I just like answer­ing to
peo­ple leav­ing worth­less com­ments. Kisses to you, you worth­less lit­tle lowlife.

Ain’t life just won­der­ful? Bye bye

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As I’m yet again work­ing on chang­ing the appear­ance of this blog into
some­thing more inter­est­ing, I’m also try­ing to find the urge, it’s there
but noth­ing is writ­ten. Absolutely noth­ing, except on paper we’re I still
have no prob­lem exchang­ing thoughts with myself but their writ­ten on
paper because they make a bet­ter fit there. So here I am, try­ing to find
what the hell I’m look­ing for. I’m stuck. In a loop, just around and around
and around.. But it’s here, right here. I have it in my hand, in my head, on
my fin­ger­tips but no, no. Noth­ing. To stop com­plain­ing I’m gonna tell you
all why I really came out of hid­ing for, this, the begin­ning. It all starts now
and it all mat­ters. Every­thing from now on mat­ters. Not just for me, for you,
for you all. I’m upping the game and I’m gonna’ slaugh­ter all doubts. I’m
here and I’m here to stay no mat­ter how long it’ll take until things set­tles down
and my head stops fool­ing me. I’m here. Not there, just here, here where I have
always been. Right here. I’ve been a fool, I am a fool.

As for all my plans; every­thing is com­ing, just later than pre­vi­ously promised.

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I’ve had some Ger­vais crav­ings in these past few weeks, so to enter­tain
you all I would like to share some fan­tas­tic old clips with you. It’s lovely.
There’s so much more but we’ll leave that to another post for the near future,
watch these and try to have a laugh. Fuckin’ bril­liant. The clips fol­low after
the jump.

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