Fucking stairgarbagefuck brokey my ankle during exercisetown and now my travel plans for FebFeb are damn put off. (yellowstone is NOT meant for fucking casts!!!)
I was trying out some new difficult moves on the shitmaster when god must have farted or something (pain). While i was giving birth to larger muscles the damn thing betrayed my body and I yarled, which is motherfucking yelling and gargling. While I was yarling in the den my bladder gave me an early april fools joke, per se, and ruined my favorite shortsies (dont worry i didnt piss like crazy my Y2K shirt is okay). I had to drive mySELF to the fucking hospy because Sal was at the fucking grocey buying god knows what (groceries).
During the painful peepants drive it hurt whenever i gassed the pedal and made me yarl. At the climax to dumbtown, a redlight bombarded my retna during stoppytime, giving me squint and yarl. I exited the car to give a quick scream to god but upset my driving neighbors by accie and was assaulted by damn array of horn and nasty language.
I'm ashamed to say I took it out on Gushers Doody and I yelled the fuck out in his tank last night.
Keep it real yall,
Bill Doody
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