My father, the Joker, is a smart man. I got my love for murder & good looks from him.
But, he doesn't get the respect he deserves...Why? Because people are so serious & sane.
They don't see the joys in the things that people like the Joker & I do.
They see these things as "bad" or "wrong". GOD FORBID someone does something that will make them happy! It's not like we're going anywhere after we die! Who gives a s**t what we do? Not me...
Murder is a stress reliever for me. Doesn't matter how, when, where, or why I do it, I just feel SO much better afterwards.
Pure ecstasy, it's addictive really. Something you can't get enough of. One taste & BAM, your hooked.
That's why, like my father, I use a knife in most instances. So I can savor the moment as long as possible.
But serious & sane people don't understand these things, so there's really no point in trying to explain it, other than the possible fact that I like to voice my opinions & flaunt the fact that honestly, I don't give a clown-covered s**t about anyone's opinions. Maybe that's the reason why I pour my head out onto a computer screen...OR maybe, I'm just CRAZY!
HAHAHAHA!!!
