I will fucking kill you all. I will beat you to death with a sharpened stick, spit on your body, have crazy necro sex with your body, chop it up into a million pieces, cook it in a stew and feed it to all of you fucking little friends (don't forget the dog).
***remind me to try to quit guard, or at the very least make sure I won't do it next year.
alrighty then,
I'm off to San Antonio this weekend for some guard competition crap. I expect you all to call me. I'm not sure I won't commit suicide if I don't hear from the outside world.
hugs and kisses
hugs and kisses of DEATH!!! that is....
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