Robin Williams commits Suicide

[Nitro Express]

Stephen Patrick Morrissey may be the record holder as the guy who has not only survived depression for over 30 years, but actually made money off of it.

Yeah....I know, Brian Wilson. But Brian's most successful material was about sun, surfing, cars, and chicks. So he was writing to escape his depression, where Morrissey bleeds his misery into his lyrics.

So the key to being a creative genius is to be depressed to the point of constantly being tempted of killing yourself. No wonder I never made it. I'm too happy.

[FORD]

Oh please. There's no better suicide music than Mad Season. That shit will put you in a dark closet even if you're not depressed.

Yeah... and that's why they only made one record

[DONNIEP]

And let's not forget the number one Kill Yourself Music of all time: Nirvana! Put on any Nirvana record, grab that shitty green sweater you bought at the Goodwill last week and lock and load babayyy!!!

[DONNIEP]

Yeah... and that's why they only made one record

It's actually a great record. But those with weak minds, or very sharp knives in the house, probably shouldn't listen to it unsupervised. Kinda like your first acid trip.

[Nitro Express]

And let's not forget the number one Kill Yourself Music of all time: Nirvana! Put on any Nirvana record, grab that shitty green sweater you bought at the Goodwill last week and lock and load babayyy!!!

I'm surprised the whole town of Aberdeen hasn't offed themselves. I swear. That place is a negative energy vortex. Kurt came from a weird place. Out work loggers on crack and crazed old fishermen is never a good combination.

[DONNIEP]

Kurt came from a weird place.

Too easy...

[FORD]

Aberdeen is a truly depressing place. If I didn't have to drive through it to get to the beach, I would never go there. Kurt got out of Aberdeen, but I'm not so sure Aberdeen ever got out of him. It was probably a factor, along with depression, his physical problems, the non-prescription medication he gave himself to medicate those problems, and of course, that miserable fucking gold digging cunt he was married to.

[DONNIEP]

Living with that drugged out whore would be enough to drive anybody to take a dirt nap..

[Nitro Express]

Aberdeen is a truly depressing place. If I didn't have to drive through it to get to the beach, I would never go there. Kurt got out of Aberdeen, but I'm not so sure Aberdeen ever got out of him. It was probably a factor, along with depression, his physical problems, the non-prescription medication he gave himself to medicate those problems, and of course, that miserable fucking gold digging cunt he was married to.

I was driving up to Seattle to visit my sister from Portland. I took the scenic route instead of I-5. Stopped in Aberdeen to get some gas. The whole town had a creepy vibe. Bad mojo. You could feel it. You could smell the depression there.

[Nitro Express]

Living with that drugged out whore would be enough to drive anybody to take a dirt nap..

The smell of her cooch probably would be fatal.

[DONNIEP]

You could smell the depression there.

Kinda like 5150, huh?

[Kristy]

Kurt came from a weird place.

The land of logs and Queen records.

[Nitro Express]

Kinda like 5150, huh?

You know everyone from that area I mention it to always agrees. They all feel the creepy vibe there. Maybe the whole town is haunted or something. LOL!

[Seshmeister]

Robin Williams commits Suicide

Stephen Patrick Morrissey may be the record holder as the guy who has not only survived depression for over 30 years...

Unfortunately.

[cadaverdog]

It's actually a great record. But those with weak minds, or very sharp knives in the house, probably shouldn't listen to it unsupervised. Kinda like your first acid trip.

If I hadn't been supervised on my first acid trip I'd be dead or crippled right now. I thought I could jump off a ten story rock face to get to my car because my depth perception was way off. The person that talked me into not jumping was the one who gave me the acid. We were just sitting on top of this rock formation and he sticks his finger in my mouth. Before I could react I realized he'd stuck a hit of blotter in there. I assumed it was too late to stop the trip from coming so I decided to remain calm and go with the trip. One hit just made me laugh so I took another and another and another. Eventually I took 6 hits. It wasn't a pleasant experience towards the end when I was coming down. The strands of the shag carpet in my apartment and the hair on my arms looked like little snakes wiggling around. If it wasn't for Johnny Carson giving me something to concentrate on I might have nutted up a little. I ended up climbing in a bathtub full of water with all my clothes on. Good thing I'm tall and the bathtub was small otherwise I might have drowned. My mother stopped by the next morning and assumed I got drunk again the night before when she found me sleeping in the bathtub. I had a habit of drinking until I blacked out around that time. My usual drinking buddy was the guy who gave me the acid.