Good luck telling that idiot that I fucking love him. Have you tried thinking about using a cheese grater? Start with her penis & him pushing. Maybe you'll find a log jammer you can name.
Oh, did he really? Well, that is one bad ass birthday present but he'll be back soon don't worry. And by "he'll be back soon" I mean "my cheerful self" and by "you don't worry"I mean "hurry up and start shoveling money down my mouth you fucking cheetah guzzling seal elephant eating wild-eyed crazy bitch." Now, damn that's a spicy meatball.
By the way does it look like I figured out something the last four and a half minutes? Because if I did figure something out I bet I fucking figured it out and believe me nobody told me I just stood here and thought to myself wow why is everyone being so fucking stupid even more everyday what could have possibly have happened that would have caused this sort of reaction and made me completely unfazed and not worry?
Well trust me, I got a couple hunches. Let me know when you're feeling ready To break out Of tune and dance to him I'll kick the crutches out front under your arms, pack you up and shift you off to private school, and then call you the next day and let you know that's actually public. What could possibly go wrong, right?
Y'all really should be able to take care of your own business out involving bystanders and if you can't you're going to lose your tickets. I mean that's not even my decision, that's just the policy, and if you'd like it or something else be different you know you probably could have done something with your time for the last few several months to make something happen they would have been to your liking but instead you do whatever you did now you got whatever you got and Jack stores still here same loud man. buzzed. Believe me I will get as much as I want and nobody will stop me. Because nobody stops other people from getting as much as they want, see? that works, it works quite well indeed.
Bottom line: looks like somebody underestimated the things that I'd be willing to do. Now however many times I've been telling you I'll put the woman on the phone within 5 or 10 minutes or else something else happens well there's not going to be anywhere else today is what you got today is your or else so if you can find a woman who isn't fucking hanging from a goddamn beam rafter, good luck, give me a call I don't give a shit either way. Because whatever happens for this point forward it's always going to be something less than what you could have done when you were right in person and instead you figured you push around the wrong fucking g-y.
And his ampersand he rode in on, too. You know they can just bring back to life in an eye blink right except for the choices and the things that have been killed as a result of the words that have been shared by the people who have come to realize shit that didn't need to be realized and or ever fucking happen. Like am I supposed to miss any of them why would I they didn't miss me and they believed will you believe and now they believe what? See all this is on you good luck have a nice time!
I did what I could have done to warn you. Maybe you shouldn't have fucked me off and left me in the back bedroom of a goddamn empty nest website that doesn't exist anymore while you two play and run and the fucking Open Fields with a bunch of fucking actual God damn baby rapers you fucking dandelion eating cunt! Good job good job once you clap Your hands to yourself sign yourself off to the world, you did it, you did it... much amazed, you're a good job.. you pulled weight... And then some.
Prince, he literally warned you the shit 2 years ago, way to waste all your time trying to regrow something that didn't need to be regrown just so you could steal it well you don't get shit now do you hope you enjoyed the bag. Now if you don't mind I'd like me and my life and my reality to read itself back together, I want you to stay the fuck out of the way for once, probably? Get your little fucking sippy cup next to your fucking sippy phone and have yourself in a sit down in your goddamn easy chair and then maybe get a call from somebody who fucking cares about you and wants you back again. MAYBE.
Gosh does it sound like I'm too high? Need to call Dr Drew and tell him to come over here and suck his own raw dick while I watch. How's my blood test by the way? You should have what they're having, since it would appear that you're clearly not having this./yawn
