Hague VA.....HATES....

me and my face and my creativity and my jokes and my clothes and my lack of accent and my haircut and my beard and my no beard and my hair when it was longer and my kids that I'll one day have and my dreams and my wishes and my choice of breakfast cereal and things I love and hold dear to my heart and the fact that I still can't beat GTA 3 and my inability to venture out and try other foods from other countries and my choice of pillows and my incense and my only suit that I own and my need to still hang up tapestries and my lack of vehicle and my style of comedy and my ranting and my improv and my set material and my social commentary and my love of Mr. Show and my need to have friends and my love of decorating things and my OCD when it comes to cleanliness and my love affair with wine recently and my inability to have fun with people I don't know and my failed relationships and my 2 t-shirt fashion even though I'm not in high school anymore and my obsession with TOOL and my need to eat ice cream often and my hidden love for girlie music and my frequently updated website and my sarcasm and sarasm in general and me and me and me and my face and me and my jokes and all my punchlines and my future as a comedian as a person as a child of the sun. Hague VA does not like my procedure for creating laughter and smiles and happiness.