Like me, he needs to get a life and he can start by kicking the insulin...and don't sit there thinking I'm some fart sniffin' reverse faggot. That's not even a real fetish anymore.
I have to move soon because apparently chicks don't dig it when you live rent free for 8 months and eat all their food. Women. Am I right? They're always nagging: "Stop burning cigarette holes in my ceiling." The thing is I hate moving. When someone says box cutter all I think of is some cunt slicing maniac. I'm not getting counseling.
What's up with people these days always wanting rent money? Surely the fact I didn't leave a burning cigarette on the couch has to count for something. Then they bug you nonstop when you don't look for a job everyday. I have a process I'll have you know, and I'm not about to look everyday when I'm still waiting to hear back from that one interview. "Don't put all your eggs in one basket" they say. Well why would you want multiple baskets when you could just as easily make one trip with one basket. I have tons of great ideas just like that one.
Here are more pictures:
The skyway highway
A dreary day I was fond of
That one interview
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