Tis another Manic Monday, and I spent the last week kicking ass at Spring Training Fantasy Baseball and spent the weekend blowing it all on Tacos, Krathom Tea, Cannabis Pens and whatever else that brings us together to create the greatest fantasy art and stories this fucking business has been begging for,

Funny thing is, I'm sitting here at the Lounge, trying to enjoy a tall pint of Black Cherry Fermented Goat's Milk and this idiot is trying to tell me he feels bad about my constant ambition to be a millionaire and that I should be more like him and be laid back and just for a good life to get buy,

At first I wanted to reflect and say, maybe you're right, then I asked him what he wants to do with his life, 

What do you think the blonde prick cock smoker said to me, just take a guess, I'll paypal a grand if you get it wrong because we all fuckin know what this laid back dick's answer was,

"I DON'T KNOW,"

By 22 I was a college grad, hunting around New York City all day, hitting museums for inspiration if I wasn't chasing models and hitting auditions and hanging out samples at conventions and crashing all over Manhattan,

By 24, I was living in LA, stripping at night, hitting auditions during the day, writing at every free moment with the occasional break to play two games back to back of MADDEN, which I did pushups every quarter while my defense was AI controlled,

By 27, I was a millionaire

By 31, I was a alleged criminal on the run,

By 33, I was a teacher who erased MOST of his past deeds,

By 40, I quit teaching, retired and became a full time writer, after saying goodbye to my best pal,

41 and counting -- I WANT TO DO IT ALL FUCKING OVER AGAIN,

"I don't know," he says, and yet this schmuck has the key to life, and he wonders why he's always depressed but does nothing about it,

I hate fuckin people like this, I'm not saying if you don't work your balls off you're doing it wrong, what I'm saying is, if you don't have a plan, then work on it, if you're not willing to put the sweat into a plan,

THEN SHUT THE FUCK UP AND STOP COMPLAINING,

Fuckin cunt millleeennneelllials whatever you call them,

Problem is, I fell head over heels for one, so the logical thing is to walk away,

But who the fuck do you think is writing this blog,

Stay tuned fuckers, and enjoy the Kickstarter art, and buy some of your own, the next piece of art you buy, may just kick open a new adventure for you, for me, for all of us,


https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/hooligansco/faros-lounge-sketchbook-maryland-edition-mega-city


Cheers,

FK

 

Samus Aran in a savage bikini


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