So gods Big Brother now?
It explains so much!
So apparently being stoned retarded makes me a genius at analogies...
So heres one:
"Your dad who created you beats mother nature cause she slacks in the kitchen. He's god. He blows cigarette smoke in your face all day long sitting there hidden away under the blanket, and if you smoke at all, he beats you. He tells you the evils of sitting there in front of a screen. Dads screen is big... The biggest screen in the universe in fact. He can literally see EVERYTHING on that thing. He smacks me when I don't behave, and my mom goes along, cause she married him and got beaten the day after marriage. Now she's his slave. She screams hurricanes in my face and ears, and I tell my friends to stay away, cause it isn't safe where I live. She makes the ground shake when she stomps over unleashing her rage. Whenever I do something bad, my father goes at me, and then my mom does because of him. Its only natural though, right? My dad tells me to believe in him as a great person, and even if I don't, he'd smacks me... And you know what? Praise my dad. Praise my creator."
or something...
I may have run out of juice and caffeine.
GOOD NIGHT.