I find it eminently fitting that for the first post up in this bitch I'm too bent too too. Have that...............................absinthe.
Sirrah!
"I've yet to meet personally an individual who is aware of what sort of cunt he/she is, and who is actively doing something about it. Everybody I know has their soul subsumed by corporate culture. Everybody. As far as I can tell, I'm the only one with some sort of courage. Fucking lapdog scaredy-cat fucking weak cunts. Suck from the teat you grandfathering bitter fucks." Me.
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Bite me!
You appear to be the one who's fucked off.
Well, I know what sort of a cunt I am, and I most certainly am doing something about it. Denying it, that's what.
So, this is where you are... or are you?
I know what sort of cunt I am too. Which is probably why I never feel any kind of contentment.
I don't know jack. Never have. But I do know this, God didn't make them li'l green apples and it never rains in sunny California...
Brewski you're RIGHT!
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