The fucking vixen jumped over the lazy ass dog. Ah new keyboard works like a fucking charm. Like a lucky fucking charm. Fucking thing is magically delicious, it’s effer-fucking-vescent. For a cheap ass keyboard it’s fucking exceptionally adequate. I figure if every motherfucker and his fucking mother can just make up things like National Pet a Cow day or Week of Pissing in things you shouldn’t, than I can declare the day before national feast of Genocide day as National use fuck,-ing, -er, -wad, -tard, -stain, -expletive of choice (I love Greeks with a love for cussing and rudimentary English, my favorite curse from a beautiful woman with a foul mouth and thank god it wasn’t directed at me ---‘You roll around in the shit and the piss and the fuck and come in here? You outta you pissing fuck mind?’).
I really got nothing to fucking say except an apology for anything I might have said to anyone fucking yesterday. I was fucking out of my motherfucking mind up in here. Sleep Deprivation. You’ll notice if you look at rights of manhood in most tribal communities you’ll find some form of fucking sleep deprivation and starvation. I ain’t saying there’s no fucking great spirit or no fucking animal guides, just fucking saying try not sleeping for a while and not eating and you’ll see both whether they exist or not.
I kind of fucking assume everyone has heard my shit a thousand fucking times as I’ve had some form of online presence since the dawn of time when we fucking had to walk uphill in the snow fifty miles to chisel our journals in stone, fax them to the fucking shaman because that motherfucker wouldn’t up the Dos Commands, should have back slashed dir-ed his ass.
Happy fucking thanksgiving y’all, be nice to each other, and remember your drunk ass uncle will start insulting everyone before the pie comes round, ignore his fucking ass, you won’t see him for another year and he might fucking die of cirrhosis of the the fucking liver. Be fucking well and peace and shit.
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