Frazzled beyong repair. My mind is overloaded lately with Stewie Griffin's feeble attempts to kill his own mother. Peter is , for all intent purposes a simpleton... And yet one classy motherfucker. Brian, you are a lowlife living the highlife. Chris is a jackass and Meg, well Meg deserves a spinoff much like Cleveland got... Yet Cleveland isn't as funny anymore... Or he really never was... Family Guy hasn't healed me... Not at all, not one bit... No matter how many DVD'S I buy, or how many sleepless nights I spend to watch the 11pm reruns at 3am... I'm still this broken me... Still a hallow shell... Shattered... No glue could fix me... I'm basically trash... Family Guy, you can't even make me laugh anymore... And it's sad.
Really? No I'm just fucking bored out of my mind writing anything to sound like a sad sack of shit and it works. lol, Family Guy rocks BTW.
