:: You fucking fuckers. ::
Yes. You godforsaken, tribal, cultist, societally outcast pigdog dogpigs.
If you don't know how to look after a child then WHY THE HELL HAVE ONE IN THE FIRST PLACE ?!
If you're unhappy about being match-made by your parents to an overly obese, pimply, greasy haired and pimpled not-so-significant other, THEN WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU SIGN A DIVORCE?! WHY DID YOU GO ON TO CREATE THE UGLIEST OFFPSRING EVER (from a genetic perspective) ?!
Yes you fucking fuckers. Every damn day i wake up to the sound of your child crying miserably and wailing so loud that it does make me wonder WHAT THE HELL IT IS YOU GODLESS CRETINS ACTUALLY DO BEHIND YOUR CLOSED DOORS.
Could it be the crap you're feeding your child ? Could it be that your child's dad keeps hanging out at the stairwell on the phone sneaking a cigarette giggling and talking so intimately like there's no such love at home ?
You call yourself MBA holders...
...okay so.... okay uhm... ya,
WHAT THE HELL DO YOUR CERTIFICATIONS COUNT FOR WHEN ALL YOU CAN EVER DO IS STINK THE CORRIDORS WITH YOUR DEVIL CONCOCTIONS AND LITTER EVERYONE ELSE'S FRONT-OF-HOUSE WITH YOUR CRAP AND FUCKTASTIC NONSENSICAL GATHERINGS EVERY OTHER WEEKEND ?!?!
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU COMING TO MY HOUSE TO BOTHER MY MAID FOR OMG
IF YOU CAN'T COOK THEN GRAB A COKE, SMILE AND SHUT THE FUCK UP.
GO AWAY. REALLY.
...and to think that even my parents don't hold a candle to your skills of waking others up - even when it's a fucking sunday morning and when i'm a good 15 or so metres away from your daily ruckus.
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spoken. at 12:42 PM
Yes. You godforsaken, tribal, cultist, societally outcast pigdog dogpigs.
If you don't know how to look after a child then WHY THE HELL HAVE ONE IN THE FIRST PLACE ?!
If you're unhappy about being match-made by your parents to an overly obese, pimply, greasy haired and pimpled not-so-significant other, THEN WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU SIGN A DIVORCE?! WHY DID YOU GO ON TO CREATE THE UGLIEST OFFPSRING EVER (from a genetic perspective) ?!
Yes you fucking fuckers. Every damn day i wake up to the sound of your child crying miserably and wailing so loud that it does make me wonder WHAT THE HELL IT IS YOU GODLESS CRETINS ACTUALLY DO BEHIND YOUR CLOSED DOORS.
Could it be the crap you're feeding your child ? Could it be that your child's dad keeps hanging out at the stairwell on the phone sneaking a cigarette giggling and talking so intimately like there's no such love at home ?
You call yourself MBA holders...
...okay so.... okay uhm... ya,
WHAT THE HELL DO YOUR CERTIFICATIONS COUNT FOR WHEN ALL YOU CAN EVER DO IS STINK THE CORRIDORS WITH YOUR DEVIL CONCOCTIONS AND LITTER EVERYONE ELSE'S FRONT-OF-HOUSE WITH YOUR CRAP AND FUCKTASTIC NONSENSICAL GATHERINGS EVERY OTHER WEEKEND ?!?!
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU COMING TO MY HOUSE TO BOTHER MY MAID FOR OMG
IF YOU CAN'T COOK THEN GRAB A COKE, SMILE AND SHUT THE FUCK UP.
GO AWAY. REALLY.
...and to think that even my parents don't hold a candle to your skills of waking others up - even when it's a fucking sunday morning and when i'm a good 15 or so metres away from your daily ruckus.
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spoken. at 12:42 PM
