Sunday, May 3, 2026

You Suck Sunday!

And all the other days of the wk.
Both a threat & a promise: Had I the energy of the proverbial two-yr. old, every one of you sub-humans would be dead. Is that enough for the informant bastard to call the pigs?

You piece of shit, you called them twice in a fucking month & they sent me away once. Do you think the police were any help to me? No, merely made me even fucking angrier, to the point that a day w/o threatening some cretinous piece of shit w/ death & torture here is like a day w/o sunshine.

Don't tell me you finally wised up two 'phone calls late, either, you puke! You denied me free expression & cost me a wk. of my life, why shouldn't I be angry enough to kill? (You've had a yr. in which to apologize, rat!) What do you fucking idiotic morons expect when you call fascist pigs, anyway? Do none of you understand anything about how your horrid world of shit & pain works?

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