Ode to Charlie Sheen, in the words of Charlie Sheen

I know I said I wasn't going to blog about Charlie Sheen anymore, but, well, I just couldn't resist. I wanted to take his insane words and tie them all together in something just as insane. Its construction is a bit strange, but no stranger than Charlie Sheen himself. Enjoy. Winning!

I was bangin' seven-gram rocks
gnarly gnarlingtons … high priests, Vatican assassin warlocks
A total bitchin' rock star from Mars…
organic union of the hearts
I'll make this a work of magic warlock art.
You can't process me with a normal brain.
[Wind up in my octagon, I wish you nothing but pain]
I’m dealing with … soft targets
I’m bayonets. I’m battle tested bayonets…
I will destroy you in the air.
win so radically in our underwear
 before our first cup of coffee, it's scary.
I'm on a quest to claim absolute victory …
Dying's for amateurs.
Resentments are the rocket fuel that lives in the tip of my saber
I'm different. I have a different constitution
I’m … so bitching and just delivering the goods at every frickin’ turn
I have defeated this earthworm
With [fists fire-breathing]
I’m bi-winning
Dealing with fools and trolls
I have a 10,000-year-old brain and the boogers of a 7-year-old
Tiger blood and Adonis DNA
With the power of my mind, unlearned 22 years of fiction ... the fiction of AA
I am on a drug … It's been a tsunami
Your face will melt off, and children will weep over your exploded body.
I don't have time for their judgment and their stupidity and you know
Just sit back and enjoy the show
I'm still alive, which is pretty cool.
Dying’s for fools
People say it's lonely at the top, but I sure like the view.
Newsflash: I am special, and I will never be one of you!