Comedy: Suicide and More

by DeYtH Banger


So in reality you can't talk about everything, there are some limits... you can't joke about killings, rape, murder, fucking, sex... and then it goes further... race... skin colours... nationality... and where should we go?




HEY... . HEY... HEY... SELFLESS.. WEED FUCK... COMEDY DOESN'T HAVE RULES... I JOKE... AND THAT'S MY JOB... I CAN GET AWAY WITH EVERYTHING... AS FOR YOU... YOU CAN'T GET AWAY WITH EVERYTHING!


Now a ripless... fuck comes over me and says "Tell the rape joke...".... "Tell the rape joke..."....  "Tell the rape joke..."....  "Tell the rape joke..."....  "Tell the rape joke..."....  "Tell the rape joke...".... 
and I am like "WTF... now in the middle of so much people I should tell the rape joke... wtf man!????"


WE CRY ABOUT SOME OF SON OF A BIATCHES... LIKE OLD FOLKS... THIS PEOPLE ALREADY GOT IN LIFE... THERE WERE ON THE RIDE... WHY THE FUCK WE BOTHER IN CRYING ABOUT SUCH PIECE OF SHITS???... oLD FOLKS... YOUNG FOLKS... RAPE VICTIMS... WHY EVEN BOTHER A CRY?


So I am kinda of fucked up all the time thinking and now... this... he wanting from me to tell in front of so many people a rape joke?... How fucked up are you?

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DID YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T JOKE ABOUT SUICIDE ALSO?.... JESUS... GOD... NOTHING FROM THOSE LINES CAN ENTER IN YOUR JOKES?

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So how fucked up should you be... to have the need and the crave to kill yourself... or let's kill your character... and we are on the time and they are smoking weed and won't bother time and when life takes their life... life will do the same drill.