Whore bags. That's right. Whore bags. And more and more and more. And just... whore bags. Lots and lots of god damn the hell whore bags. That's what I'm thinking right now. What with this fucking fuck fuck.
I mean, I don't like my computer. Yeah. That's it.
.....whore bags.
And what's the deal with airline peanuts?
Or clock radios?
Or microwave ovens?
Who wants to microwave ovens? Or put and oven in the microwave for that matter.
And since my computer is a whore bag I can't even get online to display this wonderful example of total retardicy to the world. What will people say when they see a lack of retarded things? That will never happen, so don't worry about it. The world is full of retarded things. That's what makes life worth living.
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