i enjoy smashing things
and for some odd reason what ever i find funny doesnt make sense to everyone else.
Is this due to the fact that when i was a kid, teachers found disturbing pictures that i drew and when they asked what was going on in my head, i said "nothing it must have been the pelo kids that planted them in my desk.". So instead of going to a psyc i just continued living my life with out being treated by a pro? ( dont you see i love run on sentances?)