to the visitors

the female gender has harmed me all my life and nobody has ever given me sympathy for it.

i can tell when females look at me that they hate my guts. they are six steps away from becoming a yandere and slicing me and the ghost of annie keenan up into billions of tiny little pieces of stardust. the only things stopping them from doing this are...

1. the curvature of their bodies causing them to prevaricate about their true aim.
2. their fluid-filled breasts causing a lumbering tactile sensation making it difficult for them to move.
3. their vageyenas constantly watching them and monitoring their behavior.
4. the periodic flows of their menstrual cycle disrupting their thinking process.
5. their hysteria, squeamishness, and fear of my blood spurts.
6. their motherly desire to nurture me.

only in the depths of hell will i ever be free of the noxious presence of the feminine gender. that is of course unless zack decides to make a micronation with me and raise the jerusalem fractal dick cross flag of our valiant new nation. in fact i'm starting to think that females have invisible penises because it's literally so easy for them to harm me i'm starting to think they must have one.