Humor Me Part 2

but you humor me tell me im pompous and then go on to say if you wanted to hear from me youd fart i ask a question and then snort saying you didnt rattle your zipper and ask me later if you and i should meet for coffee and all i can say is if your my soul mate i hope our honey moon lands on valentines day because for aperson like you there is nothing id rather do than pull of the perfect crime scrub whatever mess im washing my hands of dig a deep hole in the middle of nowhere drop you off into that bottomless pit and then spend the rest of my life saying i just never knew officer hes been missing for days Oh the humor of us gays and together we laugh together we look into eachothers eyes humor me i say which one of my maffia friends do you think is not a friend with some crooked cop and wants a present from me very badly? and then I laugh HA HA HA HA HA deeply this time see how humor works if no one gets hurt or cries or scared its just not funny and as sick and twisted and crazy as it sounds I'd change it but how and most times when its not me on the parade to the black lagoon with cement block and chains I'm laughing too when its not mee being turned into dog food to turn the monkeys cannibalistic and away from bannas im crawling on the floor in tears of hysterics whats wrong with people? go get some help your sick but as i feel sorry for you and fall victom to professional jokes of torture for you to get paid you would find another friend i guess im frustrated seriously dark humor of gay life encountered everyday and no pills take it away and as close i get to that ledge they say i shoul dbe on somewhere when i go ask for professioanl advice im just a joke to them like they have never been dressed in suicide to be thrown away from the men who know nothing of mice