FU Christmas


I'll give em a state, a state of unconsciousness
Or more specifically, FU christmas break.

There have been about a dozen loudmouth kids right below my window for the last hour and a half playing and screaming their heads off like it's July 15 and it's 95 degrees out. It's fucking 40, I just checked weather.com. There's not a hint of snow. My only conclusion is that they're pumped because today was the last day of school for awhile.

I really need to get storm windows. Fuck this double-paned, good-enough window shit. Doesn't cut off the noise as well.



Darkness always says hello.
Yell at them to get off your lawn, you crabby bitch.


Roar. Go: Eagles, Flyers, Philles, Buckeyes, etc.
And then run em over in your Grand Torino

Creasy Bear

gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh
Boil them in their own own pudding, and bury them with a stake of holly through their hearts, Ebenezer.


I'll give em a state, a state of unconsciousness
I've said it before - I know how ridiculous it is, and I'm ashamed of reacting this way. I'm sure I did the same thing 25 years ago, and it's the right way to grow up. The healthy way. But FUCK it's enraging when you're on the other end.


as a matter of fact i dont have 5$
im so glad all the kids in my neighborhood are almost grown, and NONE of them talk to my kid. on a side note im DREADING going to walmart tonight, but, i need dog food and if i dont get it soon duncan might just try and eat me if i fall asleep


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You named your dog Duncan? Any reference or reason there. shoulda named him DOC II