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"Yes, James, we'll get it fixed for you on Monday. We'll take it into town with us and get it all done, no problem,"
What's lying on the loungeroom floor when I walk out here this morning? My fucking computer. I bet it was my fucking dad's idea, too. Yeah, fuck you too, dad.
Meanwhile, I'm not even allowed to fucking breathe near this cunt of a computer that belongs my dad.
And now my parents will be angry because I smashed a coffee mug on the ground and there's no cigarettes. >:(
What's lying on the loungeroom floor when I walk out here this morning? My fucking computer. I bet it was my fucking dad's idea, too. Yeah, fuck you too, dad.
Meanwhile, I'm not even allowed to fucking breathe near this cunt of a computer that belongs my dad.
And now my parents will be angry because I smashed a coffee mug on the ground and there's no cigarettes. >:(