fuck me? fuck me? how many times do i have to tell you to leave me the fuck alone. that i don't wanna have to dig through the orchard of pubs to find your thumb tack dick. your northern redneck racist self like this chair i am in are 2 things i don't give a fuck about either. so go call you gay friends, have you little weekly orgy, read your gay commerical design mags and paint each others damn toe nails.

And, to be fair, one of my favorite friends there is blind and I take every opportunity available to make fun of that and we're still friends. That guy never fit there. He never got the spirit of the RKMBs. We're gonna keep an eye on the obits, see if he finally left or if he really did have a heart attack.
2,506,410.81 CAD Rack points