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I normally stay out of this shit, but my god the whole fucking lot of you sound like a bunch of Alzheimer’s riddled, blue haired bitches on their third cup of Southern Comfort, sitting in the dirt road in front of the trailer park bitching about who fucked who’s husband after he came back from the war in ’42.
For fucks sake you are making my brain ooze.
I think Eric said it best: “It’s bitches like you that make the bus run late!”
How's this for war statement: WAR STFU ALREADY
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