fukhedz
i need a couple of hours of remedial cyberspace.
i feel like a bit of a dick really.
no-one take anything i say seriously.
bloody fucking cmdmdml;m,sl;k;lk. pick up your cigarette butt. what the fuck are you doing? don't throw that empty bottle onto the grass, you fuck. pick that up. BUNNINGS?! fuck that shit. do you know know what they fucking do to the environment?! oh yes, i'm really enjoying the work i'm doing. using up all this foam and cloth and timber that would have gone begging, and no-one would've missed and probably would've been thrown into the bush somewhere if we hadn't used it. isn't this nice. la di da. "do you want something to eat, babe?" no thanks, i don't endorse globalisation. what am i doing with my life, you ask? well, i'm doing some volunteer work. no, i don't get paid for it. yes. yes, it's a bush regeneration project. we plant trees of the native variety and i get a fucking kick out of it. aren't i the regular fucking saint theresa? i recycle and i HAVE A COMPOST BIN. WHOA. OH MY GOD, I DON'T OWN A MICROWAVE. HAS THE WORLD GONE MAD?! No. I am just NORMAL.
FCK U! fckn Americanised piece of shit that Australia is becoming.
fucking spy training schools?! wtf?
how Cody fucking Banks.
how fucking AMERICAN.
i'm going to die.