free 'sweet' hugs

What a silly question Plinky. I has no angel on mein shoulder. I flicked that twat off years ago. It's just me and Satan. You see Satan lets me do naughty things like stay up late and eat junk food. The angel on my shoulder wanted me to go to bed at 8 o'clock and eat salads.

Satan also lets me do things like punch the handicapped, molest Barbara Walters, say the word "cunt," set fire to the homeless, kidnap drunk people at bars and drop them off at other people's homes and convince them its their house and they lost the key, and call in death threats to the U.N. and mean them.

But most importantly Satan hugs me. Which is more than I can say for any of you wankers.

I just want to be loved.