I Like Being Random

Strolling don the street the square street a fair street of square sleet below my feet. Creeper is what they call me but even I see that all of this beauty can fill me with such glee. Look at this tall tree it's natures majesty would it be so bad if some one blew the f**k out of it?!?! This pig here alone walking around he has the perfect face for getting ripped from the inside f**king out! ( hey mister creeper) WHAT? ( there's no need for that kinda language) F' YOU! ( the only f word is fun life's even sweeter with out explosions. Minecraft is for every one!)