July 2010
34 posts
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Dear worms,
You’ll never understand how much I truly yearn to toss a gallon-sized lit Molotov into the air directly above me.
” —the neckJust got punched in the dick.
So I click the “stumble” button and the next page I see is
Oh no you don’t.
You have things to do, now get off of the internet.
I realized that the internet is right, and I must go to work.