Some thought I forgot. Some thought I had while stretching. It wasn’t big enough to write. It was something I might have said on a podcast. And I thought: this thought is not a big enough deal to write down. Now it’s gone.
Don’t be a Thought Jew. You’ll have other thoughts. I thought: if I lose this thought, it will be no big deal. Then I’ve lost it. And I find myself struggling to retrieve it. Something about women, relationships. I have a later thought, possibly related, about wanting this Salvadoran girl to pose for me in outfits. To sniff her cunt from behind. Assuming her asshole’s clean.
I’d like to see her in panties. I sense she has no muscle tone. Maybe not perfect but a nice face. Petite frame. She’s in her 20’s. She posts about art. I want to sniff her cunt from behind.
The thought’s gone. I can let this go, I thought. Should have known I can never let anything go. I’ll obsess over this lost thought now until death. And after. Wander the earth tortured by this lost thought. What was it. Some stupid half punchline. Torture myself, preventing new thoughts. Thoughts that would have changed people’s lives. Made me a new Messiah. A million girls and a million cunts from behind and a million clean assholes.
Every other time this happened, and I remembered, it was nothing. If I cracked something for a book or had a good one liner I’ve known. Interrupted my prayer or shower to write it down. Either on my phone or on a Spectrum envelope containing an important limited time offer. I specifically elected not to do this. Or I’ve figured out a mnemonic device to remember through the whole shower. Make the first letters of the words in the sentence into another sentence. And then chant that sentence. The way when I have to buy coffee floss and cat food I’ll think cock fucking cunt.
The one that got away. Anyway the cat’s better. His leg has not swelled further. He’s walking around. If slowly. Jumping up the retaining wall to eat grass out back. He wants to be petted. Brushed. Ate the remaining Chicken Prime Filets. Then tucked in enthusiastically to the Turkey and Giblets Pâté with Gravy. He’s going to be fine. He was hurt yesterday. Hid under the house. Now fine. Won’t need another onerous vet visit to drain another abscess. Similarly my asshole pain has not manifested into another abscess for me. Another surgery where they may nick my asshole meat and ruin it. Necessitate a lifetime colostomy bag that makes me smell like shit forever.
Everything’s working out. My shoulder’s fucked up. It’s been fucked up since I did Brazilian Jiu Jitsu and got repeatedly arm barred. They told me tap right when you feel it. But I didn’t feel it. I just won’t do Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. I just won’t get in a fight. Some hobo wants my woman, take her. My thumb has little pins and needles. I don’t want to cripple myself and have dead necrotic flesh for my right arm. People hate me. I’ll respond with love and kindness.
delicioustacos 
This doesn’t get better, by the way.
Just another thing in a long line of loss, the loss of your memory.
Every fucked up thing you regret in your life, though, that’ll be right with you forever.
Just don’t worry about it.
delicioustacos is ridin’ with biden (and so am I).
let’s fackin gooooo baby
The only thoughts that matter:
1. I need to get a convertible. Even if it’s a lease or a rental for the weekend.
2. I need more pussy. You can never have too much pussy.
3. I need more money. You can never have too much money.
That’s it. By the way I didn’t read your post. Who has time to read these days. It’s the tiktok age.
I miss the old Tacos. The classic Tacos. A real mensch. A badass who flaunted his 8 pack abs under harsh gym lighting. Back then if someone criticized him he just said “shut the fuck up nerd” but allowed the comment. Now we have nuTacos. Seems like an imposter. Holds comments for moderation and then censors. Doesn’t write about getting pussy as often anymore. Sees it as uncouth and misogynist. Bad opening sentences and paragraphs that don’t pull you into reading further. Lacks bite, oompf. Zest. He says he wants to sniff some woman’s cunt from behind. The behavior of a common dog. That’s the limit of how edgy he will go. As creatively bankrupt as HBO primetime. If I saw nuTacos in person I wouldn’t even acknowledge his existence. Wouldn’t say that I recognize him or admire his writing. I’d power-walk in the opposite direction so as not to offend him and risk taking a Muay-Thai kick to my head, which I would easily dodge because he’s now basically a geriatric. NuTacos would get choked out by any BJJ student and he knows it.
BTW i didn’t start training to fight you. get over yourself. i started training to defend myself against the entire World.
i blame CERN. when those swiss phaggots flipped the switch to ON, they put us on a different timeline. old tacos is long gone. new tacos invests in the most evil companies. the same type of companies that classic tacos would’ve gone on an epic rant about. now he’s a palantir shareholder. lockheed martin. old tacos got sad about Iraqi orphans getting droned. new tacos checks his fidelity and smiles like the cheshire cat when it shows green. there’s a holiday called juneteenth now. harry and meghan merkle had the #1 most popular podcast on spotify. trump is suddenly a criminal facing federal indictment. they found boxes upon boxes of classified docs in his house.
anyway. new tacos doesn’t even lust about asians exclusively. now it’s an El Salvadoran in her 20s? wtf. that’s not an age appropriate pinay with silky hair and a nice smile. perky tits with pencil eraser nipples that point upward. the times they are a changing. remember steve jobs? that was his favorite quote. now it’s all about musk and bezos. i miss the old timeline. i miss the old deltacos.
this is an ELON MUSK board, you rat bastard. get out.
Far better than anything you’ve ever written:
https://old.reddit.com/r/redscarepod/comments/14vwmur/in_2015_i_moved_to_north_dakota_to_work_in_the/
just reddited it, was a waste of time and boring. no twists, spins, sidekicks, no punch, no humor. who gives a flying FVCK about a bunch of losers and cucks working in the middle of nowhere. what makes this “good” in your mind is beyond my comprehension.
Bon appetit ***. Fucking loser. You’ll have nothing.
Peace and love to you.
Pimp handed by God into cement. Suck my dick.
Pray for my fortune, bitch-ass
Glad you got your Twitter back, Tacos. Keep the faith! I know you will.
You look 10 years older than you are.
VAXXED
Tacos needs to embrace the fact that he lives in the greatest city in America. LA is basically the NYC of the west coast, let’s be honest. If you are not constantly filling your calendar with fun things to do in LA, then you are clearly missing out. Do something interesting in LA. Pick anything. This is the most dynamic town in the world. Everyone knows about Los Angeles. Everyone wants to visit or live here. You are a sick idiot if you are not constantly having fun in the City of Angels.