Fuck you, Oafy
So, hey guys. It's been a while since I've been on these here holonets, because I've been very busy being a good little Jedi and going to my meetings and appointments and being bored out of my skull, basically. Also, my main counselor is this awful Togruta chick who obviously has never even so much as seen a beer in her entire life and whose main focus seems to be giving me a hard time. Yeah, I still drive my speeder! I need to get places! I'm not taking public transports - they smell like pee. Nobody's taken Skywalker's op license away, why should I have mine taken away? It's not fair, so I'm not giving it up. I'm a Jedi. I need to get places.
She says my attitude is nonconducive to recovery. Um, sorry, but I actually have been doing what I'm supposed to be doing, even if it's just to get all of you jerks off my back, and then she turns around and tells me how I'm all, like, defensive and angry and shit. Whatever, of course I am! I fucking hate that place with the passion of a billion suns - and you can go right ahead and report THAT to the Council, miss I've Got Head-Tails-So-That-Makes-Me-Better. What the fuck ever.
You owe me for this, Oafy. You really, really do. I'm not sure how much more I can take. Every day I get hounded and berated and bitched at. If I wanted that, I would have just kept doing what I was doing and taken it from you assholes and the Council. A "hey, way to go, Garen" every so often wouldn't be remiss, I don't think.
So anyway, in conclusion: fuck rehab, fuck Oafy, and fuck Togrutas.
Oh, and Gungans, too.
She says my attitude is nonconducive to recovery. Um, sorry, but I actually have been doing what I'm supposed to be doing, even if it's just to get all of you jerks off my back, and then she turns around and tells me how I'm all, like, defensive and angry and shit. Whatever, of course I am! I fucking hate that place with the passion of a billion suns - and you can go right ahead and report THAT to the Council, miss I've Got Head-Tails-So-That-Makes-Me-Better. What the fuck ever.
You owe me for this, Oafy. You really, really do. I'm not sure how much more I can take. Every day I get hounded and berated and bitched at. If I wanted that, I would have just kept doing what I was doing and taken it from you assholes and the Council. A "hey, way to go, Garen" every so often wouldn't be remiss, I don't think.
So anyway, in conclusion: fuck rehab, fuck Oafy, and fuck Togrutas.
Oh, and Gungans, too.