The unknown...

I couldn't tell her what my private thoughts were but she had some way of finding them out. Yes mother you got me indeed. YesMAP, NoMAP, any way you swing MAP. YesFAP, NoFAP, go play with your dingaling FAP, Paedophile rhymes with crocodile and nothing else. Stupid post why don't you end? But then the lights would go out, and I'm afraid of the dark, the unknown! But you believe you do know it, why else would you be afraid? There are no accidents. Except at the end. That's one cluster-fuck of an accident! All accidents combined. Just for the ending, save the best to last. Now you think you know the unknown, to know it is to spoil it. I don't want to know about gnashing of teeth, are they dogs from hell or what? Use your imagination, could be T-Rex's or worse...if you've so much as conceptualised a T-Rex, it lives within, and it just wants to gnash its ridiculous teeth in your vicinity. Forever. It's programmed not to be bored. It never tires, to it it's like laughing, and it just can't help itself. Have you noticed how I cross myself when I see dinosaurs on a kid's pyjamas? Forgive them father for they know not what they do.