WELCOME TO MY SPINAL COLUMN.
How ya gonna rip it like this son?!
I'm so damn sexy. Someone should be blowing me. I am a statuesque sex god! My abs could open a can of schlitz. I need a bitch to shave my thighs. Supa-man holdin down da streets and keepin it real. I'm out bitches.
Get the fuck out of my garbage you fucking cunts!
Superman here, I had to lay low cause those faggots with the camera's were starting to hunt me down. It's fucking hard to be a god damn cripple and be on the run from the fame that is the burden of being the ultimate star. Assholes going through you're garbage like those good for nothing, lazy, homeless assholes who beg for change and piss on themselves. Spending your change on their booze and drugs, GET A FUCKING JOB YOU WORTHLESS LOSERS! Science should pick up the homless and experiment on them to get me walking again. Beside's, who would miss a worthless homeless asshole?! Not me thats for sure! We need to rid this earth of shit and scum! I'm also tired of you cock suckers asking for my autograph like a bunch of fucking crying broads! I just need a rest from you fucking cunts! Give me a break you fucking cock bags! Do me a favor and suck my dead cock! I'm gonna go fuck your wife. I'm out!
Here's to all you bitch ass haters!
Superman here and I'm fucking pissed again. I keep getting all these stupid comments telling me I am dead. I think I would know a little better than you fucking smart asses how I am doing. It's like this, I am the greatest thing to ever happen to film. There was no way out so much like Elvis (greatest in rock and roll), Tupac (greatest in rap), and Hitler (greatest in german warfare) I too decided it was time to fake the death of the greatest actor ever. The only problem is that when you were as great as I was the spotlight just won't let you go. It cries out to you to come back so unlike Hitler I am back bitches. Now suck my soft cock hard you haters and get me a diet soda ya bitches! To my fans, prepare to worship at the altar of superman again!
Last week some fucking idiot got my soda wrong and gave me a regular instead of a diet. I got pissed and bitch slapped that fuck. I went on to explain to him that My ass may be in a wheelchair but superman still rolls hard so come correct and bring me my mother fucking diet soda beeotch!
I was fucking superman for christs sake.
Hi, Christopher Reeve here. Got a few things I need to say so I decided to start a blog. Anyway, I'm so sick of these mother fuckers with aids! What the fuck is all the crying and moaning about. All this bullshit about finding the cure. Fuck you god damn babies. They haven't found a cure for my condition and at least you assholes get to die! I gotta rot in this fucking wheelchair pissing on myself and stinking like shit. Do you know what it's like to not even to be able to fucking tell when you are pissing on yourself?! All you fucking bastards with aids cry about it but you get the sweet release of death. What do I get? SHIT! The government won't even let me feast upon the unborn for strength. All I get is some fucking "CGI" commercial in which some nice and tender mobile 18 year old computer whiz fuck pasted my head on a fucking walking body. What kind of fucking bullshit is that?! Oh, I feel great! To sum it up, aids is over hyped. Somebody find me a fucking cure! I feel a little better getting that off of my chest which once bore the "S" of Superman. I'm out bitches!
your wife plays a mean skin flute
