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ok so i felw down to fl to see my parent's new house. its nice n all. minus the annoyin bickering my parents do about mindless historical events like what hotel we stayed in last time we went to disney word in fuckin 1992. not to mention now that my parents live by themselves alone in a highly hispanic state, they speak spanish to each other non stop, so when they actually take the time to speak english, i think it got worse then it was when they 1st started speakin it. my mom thinks we stayed in a hotel called motel ludge or looge or something
"mom, you lean LOdge?" yea, ludge.... thats what i said.
where my dad thought it was something else...
anyways. so im confused. i dont think i ever left florida. well, a part of florida that doesnt have palm trees... or alligators, or little gekos.
if that place exists. im in it.
why???? because it is FUCKIN 60 DEGREES HERE!!!!!
january 11th n 12th came n went, n it was 60 degrees. what the fuck is this about?!?!?
i swearto you! the end of the world is coming. if theres no snow on the ground in rochester in january. there is something wrong, and global warming is gunna fuckin cook us like a piece of fat chicken this country is filled w/.
i fuckin hate matt. i hate him. when you read this matt i hate you. i do i do i do. n im glad you dont live here now cause you would hate metoo.
i killed a mouse today. mothere fucker ate my bread. and did you know that mice are immune to bleach? i found the mouse hole where this cheese eatin fucktard came out of, n possiblie others... i plugged up the hole w/ bleach drenched paper towels, n the mouse ate through it n ate my fuckin bread. anyone who eats my bread w/out my permission is asking for war. n war i gave this little red eyed assface. so i set up mouse traps n went to my room. i went back into the kitchen to get a drink, n the motherfucker was eatin the peanutbutter w/out settin the trap. but the dumb ass ran between my olive oil n my nestle quik. 2 other things i will declare war on if they ever so dare to touch!. well he was hidin there, so i placed the trap infront of it n waited. not even a second later, SNAPPPPP!!!!! sideways none the less. hair stickin up like it saw a ghost. ok not a ghost but a monster made of wood n metal. twitchin n everything. i felt a tad bit guilty, so i took my drink n cassually left the kitchen n went to my room to light up a cigarette. reason why i couldnt go to war right there. if i feel even a little bit guilty for killin a fuckin mouse, imagine me killed a guy.
so anyways. i have more traps. n i hope they get rid of every fuckin mouse in rochester. the whole lot of them.
and im listenin to gwar.
n downloaded anal cunt for the song titles.
"mom, you lean LOdge?" yea, ludge.... thats what i said.
where my dad thought it was something else...
anyways. so im confused. i dont think i ever left florida. well, a part of florida that doesnt have palm trees... or alligators, or little gekos.
if that place exists. im in it.
why???? because it is FUCKIN 60 DEGREES HERE!!!!!
january 11th n 12th came n went, n it was 60 degrees. what the fuck is this about?!?!?
i swearto you! the end of the world is coming. if theres no snow on the ground in rochester in january. there is something wrong, and global warming is gunna fuckin cook us like a piece of fat chicken this country is filled w/.
i fuckin hate matt. i hate him. when you read this matt i hate you. i do i do i do. n im glad you dont live here now cause you would hate metoo.
i killed a mouse today. mothere fucker ate my bread. and did you know that mice are immune to bleach? i found the mouse hole where this cheese eatin fucktard came out of, n possiblie others... i plugged up the hole w/ bleach drenched paper towels, n the mouse ate through it n ate my fuckin bread. anyone who eats my bread w/out my permission is asking for war. n war i gave this little red eyed assface. so i set up mouse traps n went to my room. i went back into the kitchen to get a drink, n the motherfucker was eatin the peanutbutter w/out settin the trap. but the dumb ass ran between my olive oil n my nestle quik. 2 other things i will declare war on if they ever so dare to touch!. well he was hidin there, so i placed the trap infront of it n waited. not even a second later, SNAPPPPP!!!!! sideways none the less. hair stickin up like it saw a ghost. ok not a ghost but a monster made of wood n metal. twitchin n everything. i felt a tad bit guilty, so i took my drink n cassually left the kitchen n went to my room to light up a cigarette. reason why i couldnt go to war right there. if i feel even a little bit guilty for killin a fuckin mouse, imagine me killed a guy.
so anyways. i have more traps. n i hope they get rid of every fuckin mouse in rochester. the whole lot of them.
and im listenin to gwar.
n downloaded anal cunt for the song titles.