
Originally Posted by
Ikith
Since the beginning of time, man has looked at the stars and wondered: Where do we come from? How did we get here? Is it possible to suck so much that the whole world would be consumed?
Like the great pioneers of yesteryear, including no small contributions such as Sir Vanilla of Ice, one Paris of the Hiltons, and the ever venerable Xanadu 2: Electric Bogaloo, I have set out on a path in life that leads me to the seedy underbelly of suckitude. It is a long hard journey. I get up early every day, and I don't go to bed until I've made some truly awful decisions.
I think I started sucking the day I was born, three weeks premature because I'm just an idiot like that. They hooked me up to a respirator because, at the time, I was too stupid to breathe. Eventually, through the hard work of countless doctors and several brain surgeries, I was able to maintain enough cognitive function to work my involuntary bodily processes, although at times I am still too stupid to blink, and a state disability worker has to follow me around with eye drops.
My blessed mother and father tried hard to make me not suck, but ever since I saw Carlos Mencia on TV for the first time, I was determined that my life should be one of utter uselessness and idiocy. I think it's ever since then that I have actively tried to suck, and I found that I had a great affinity for it. Indeed, it is effortless.
I can only hope that my suckyness will inspire someone to some day murder me in cold blood. It is the greatest hope of all mediocre human beings to some day be martyred in the name of shit-headed jokes and hamfisted trolling attempts. Some day, I will join the great vanilla ice in the stars.