“Stage Four Zero Fucks Given Syndrome”
Visit the End for my Vitriol on Word-Depressed.
Little Too Edgy?
You shoulda taken that left Turn at Albuquerque
Song, Brilliant Song:
“Zero Fucks Given”
Vid Cred: ThePicturebooksTV
“Take your good arm and just wang it down.”
I love becoming Sixty-Three.
I have reached that stage of life whereby I can say what-ever-the-fuck I want to say.
(You got some ‘Nada?’—bring it!)
What the hell anyone gonna do to me that has not already been attempted?
I give zero fucks what anyone thinks of me.
This is so….
I want for nothing.
I desire for nothing.
I need for nothing.
I am happy.
I love who I am.
The rest of you be damned.
And take a one-way ticket to Hell.
And Board The Express Lane.
Put your foot on the gas.
A train possessing brakes is just not exciting for me.
Added value from a stupid post I posted on Facebook:
Fairly certain, fairly certain, Y’all are wondering what I am ‘into’ today.
“Take your good arm.”
(Or what is left-over of your mind.)
“And just wang it down.”
“Wanging” is good for the Soul. And good for the mind. It is Freedom.
“I Been ‘wangin’ down shit all of my life.”
Since WordPress is even more fucked up than me.
I just drop this in here.
Fucking choice do I have, WP?
I hate your company.
I truly do.
The best scene from the movie (IMHO):
Yeager and Glennis
A Real Man Dedicated to His Love of a Real Woman
Added ‘Bonus’ Clip: