What of it!?
Yeah, I'm fucking DRUNK right now... hell, it's 4:17 in the morning or something. Ricockulous. I can still type with the best of them, though. Oh, and last night I just about ruined some drunken redneck's shit because he was a dumbass and... yeah. I'm drunbk. What of it? Fuck everything, ever, period, shit. I love pizza, but there's noen around for me to eat, but I'm fat anyway so I guess it doesn't matter. What the fuck is the purpose of all this anyway? Oh yeay, I like writing and it's fun to write shit even if it's purposeless. Bitch fuck shit, I like to curse when I'm drunk even thoughit's purposeless too. I don't know why I like meaningless purposeless shit Maybe because I'm drunk and yet I'm not getting fizzed... I imagine that'd piss anyone off. Shit. I get to wrk tomorrow. Fuck yewah... some wierd ass middle shift or something as pointless as this entire update. Hellz yeah. Shit.