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Tuesday, October 13, 2020

My Life Is A Country Western Song

A fucking bird shit on my right forearm earlier when I was taking my evening constitutional. What fucking next? Do the indignities never cease?
Different fucking bird dropped a load on my pants once while I was waiting for the bus to work. Death to all pigeons!!
Fuck it. No half-way measures, as they say: Destroy all organic life on this planet. C'mon, meteor!!
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