Am I sick??

Am I sick??

OK here is my problem. I go to a train. I see a train coming. There is a person next to me. I don’t know them and I have no problem with them. I think about just pushing them in front of the train. I never do this, I know it is wrong and I would never to this. The question I have is am I sick for even thinking it??

Do you have any thoughts like this? If so what?

Nope...In my world you would hold a political office.
I'm Director of Bananas, so you will need a new title.

My dream is to line up 3 of those gigantic bulldozers that they use at coal mines (the 20' tall ones) side by side on the beach parallel to the water, then drop the blades and start rolling all of the tourists up in a big, sandy "2000 Tourist Burrito". Then maybe...I dunno...douse it with fuel, light it up, and have a big BBQ "2000 Tourist Chimichanga". I used to feel guilty for feeling this way...until Mr. Sniggles told me it was a great idea. He's the smartest! From his house in my monitor he sees all and hates all....

After you finish in SC can you come to Florida?

Tourists here love a good BBQ.

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Its perfectly normal to have those feelings Lupo,

of course I have them every time I use air travel I want to strangle the scan guards for feeling up my purse, and on ocasion I would like to kill old ladies in the checkout isle's with 50 years worth of coinage, and whoever mass produced McDonalds, and why they haven't invented teleportation for babies in the womb,

and loud noises at popcorn consession at the theater,

There is so much to say but I will leave it at those,

As I said Its perfectly normal to want to see someone splat on a railroad, or get zapped by whizzing on it, either way...

Just as long as you don't actualy do it then the cops will be on your rear end for the rest of your life,

And if your asking, its a sin, but it isn't that bad

S.I.N Simply innocent nonsence,

OK how about the other day I was driving to work. The cross street was really backed up. This woman had pulled in to the intersection and her light turned red and I sat there with a green light unable to go because of her. I just wanted to pull her out of the car and use the Pair on her. Is this wrong??

as I said before, Perfectly normal, Like the time I was going out to get some chinese food from a mall,and people were pointing at me and laughing, because I dress like a 13 year old tokyo pop princess, with some anime backpack, I wanted to pick up the asian woman on the other side of the counter and throw her at them, but I didn't because my food was there and I was happy,

Not in my opinion - but then I'm a little psycho, so who can tell?

I have thoughts like that a lot. When I am in the left lane on the expressway and I'm behind someone going 10 mph below the speed limit, who speeds up every time I try to pass them .... I draw geometric lines in my head from my car to theirs, calculating exactly the correct spot to bump the back of their car at that will send them into on coming traffic in a deadly tail spin.

Haven't done it yet though. But the day's not over.

ME TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But then that changed. I was driving home yesterday and a Semi was passing a Semi, I had to go over to keep from going head on in to the Semi. No more trying to pass I now see how dangerus it is. My Wife and to stop me I was going to go ater him and put my size 13 extra wide right up is ASS and MAKE HIM KISS MY FOOT WHEN IT CAME OUT. Because she didn't let me do that I got on GW and killed Char and then got her to tie me up and beat me. I think that is normal.

I like you already.

Unfortunately, my lawyer advises me against telling people what I'd like to do anymore. Sigh.

So instead of thinking about those political figures, I'm just going to imagine what the face of a retarded, morbidly obese boy looks like as he's being shot out of a cannon toward a brick wall. In my mind, he's smiling.

My uncivilized fantasy is commuting to work in a tank.
What joy to be able to swival the gun barrel to point at any jerk that gives me a hard time.
And if someone drives to slow in the fast lane, I'll run them over....

The reason I don't carry a personal flamethrower (well, other than my parole conditions) is because I might use it on the vagrant drunk who gets on the bus every time I'm late for work and holds a five minute shouting match with the driver about which way the bus is going and where all it stops.

Since a flamethrower is out, I do spend the waiting time during such ordeals fantasizing in great detail about the wild applause I could garner from fellow passengers with a simple pair of needlenose pliers.

== danny d.