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Some MOTHERFUCKER FUCKWAD had the nerve to ring my doorbell selling something or promoting some other fuckwad, at 11:00 A.M. Totally interupted my sleep. And now, I'm awake. Fuck.
I really should grow a pair and try to rake the remaining leaves by the garage; although its cold, wet, and rainy. But I won't. I think I rather play with my pubes instead.
The rumor on the street is the EVIL EVIL Word of S N O W. It's not even Gorge-yourself-on-food-and-sit-your-phat-ass-on-the-couch-to-watch-football day yet. Grrrr. Not ready for snow.
Wonder how mr. Borris is going to like the snow. Heh Heh!
Hopefully it is just a rumor, much like the rumor about Micheal stipe and my Mel Gibson sex orgy that's flying around....
I really should grow a pair and try to rake the remaining leaves by the garage; although its cold, wet, and rainy. But I won't. I think I rather play with my pubes instead.
The rumor on the street is the EVIL EVIL Word of S N O W. It's not even Gorge-yourself-on-food-and-sit-your-phat-ass-on-the-couch-to-watch-football day yet. Grrrr. Not ready for snow.
Wonder how mr. Borris is going to like the snow. Heh Heh!
Hopefully it is just a rumor, much like the rumor about Micheal stipe and my Mel Gibson sex orgy that's flying around....