Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
I have a number of substances immediately come into play at the slightest sign of discontent, so I don't have to worry about bad days. If you do, it's because you like it.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
I would grow a whole vineyard, and I'd squeeze a barrel a day. I'd drink it all, Karen. I'd keep drinking you up until I collapsed into a revolting mess of a person, and then I'd drink you some more. Of all the produce you could have been, I'm most glad you were not a grape. Don't disappoint me, Karen. Don't give me a raisin to reconsider this thing we have.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Are you shitting me? Go back to grade school. I hope one of your idiot teachers brings a gun to school to make a point and accidentally discharges it into your throat.
I give you ART and you give me ATTITUDE. You should be kissing my ring, but somebody somewhere was forced to sign a document and now that whole proper system is just a bunch of nannying and it produces people like you. I would cull a thousand of you to get one more Karen. Then I would mate with the Karens and produce two very similar families.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
And I won't let Gillian Anderson have either of them. I WON'T ALLOW IT. I'LL FUCKING GO NUTS, I MIGHT DO ANYTHING!
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Oddly enough, we're in a similar predicament. I'm handling it with wine, weed, and an assortment of nootropics.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
My loving for Karen is a weapon
A blade that never requires sharpening
When deprived of your beaming expression
I can feel my very soul darkening
Despite all the aches, despite how I'm hurt
I know I will have solace in my dreams
If I am a trout, gasping in the dirt
You are the ocean, and rivers, and streams
Oh, Karen, the worlds our love shall reveal
I dream of our girls; I dream of our boys
Karen, we'll bring our objectors to heel
Together, we will conquer and destroy
Oh, Karen! I know that you will be mine
Our souls, in ether, forever entwined
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
I suppose it would be out of the question to marry the two, probably. Maybe that could be your innovation as an engineer of electrical botany, though.
2018-03-07 at 4:08 AM UTC
in
Other Karens...
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Rashida Jones is nearly a decade older than my confectionary mammal.
2018-03-07 at 4:07 AM UTC
in
Other Karens...
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
SHUT UP and GET OUT. THERE ARE NO OTHER KARENS.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Perhaps you should consider a career in botany.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
That is not Karen, that is a libellous representation of true beauty which ought to be scorned by all lovers of truth.
2018-03-07 at 3:54 AM UTC
in
Come back, Karen.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Thank you, I appreciate your hoping for all the FUCKING good it does me. This is why you're useless to me, this is why you will NEVER help me get Karen back, and THAT is why I have to herd you and your family and all of your friends into crates and milk you until you dry up and die.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
I spent so long denying the forms of Plato and had no idea that one of those very forms would arrive into my life without warning.
2018-03-07 at 3:48 AM UTC
in
Karen Karen Karen
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Every time I say your name aloud, I pluck one hair from my naked body. I've gotten up to my belly button so far, not looking forward to work tomorrow.
2018-03-07 at 3:44 AM UTC
in
Come back, Karen.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Be careful what you say. If you offend Karen and prolong her vacation from me, I'll never forgive you.
2018-03-07 at 3:42 AM UTC
in
Today I met another Karen
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
She was from work. She was taller than you - I hate women who are taller than you. She had a tattoo on the lower back of her neck. I stared for a while and then decided it wasn't as good as yours. I looked at her ears, to see if they were pointed like yours at the top. They weren't. When I asked her when she was born, she didn't smile and say, "1984!" She didn't have any updates for me, either. What a disappointment, to expect one Karen and be made to tolerate another.
