Now that Christmas is over. All the presents are all unwrapped, and all that is left is leftovers and hangovers. I just wanted to ask one question. Just how in the fuck do you regift a lump of coal? I mean really. What the fuck? Who in the hell actually gives out coal?
And if I see that fucking fruit cake that I placed my foot print in a few years ago come back to my doorstep one more mother fucking time. Somebody is gonna get shot.
I am already in the mood to place a beating on anything that gets too close. And then I got some motherfucker wanting to know if I liked the fucking gifts! That tears it! I am declaring 08 to be the I HAD BETTER NOT GET ANOTHER LUMP OF FUCKING COAL OR FUCKING FRUITCAKE WITH A FOOT PRINT IN IT YEAR!! Happy fucking new year to me ahahahahhahahahhaaaa!!!
Americas Most Wanted had better not roll up on my doorstep either, cause if they do. I will show ya all some "reality" tv! It will make the Rodney King beating look like Mr Rogers Neighborhood. And it will make Al Capone look like Bozo the fucking clown. They better bring a fucking tank in! Or a JADAM bomb launched from outer fucking space!!! As it stands, all I could say all day today makes the tirade Chevy Chase did in National Lampoons Christmas Vacation seem tame. I mean it. I am mad as hell and I aint gonna take it!!!!!
Ok, I am done ranting here. I am going back to the short bus mumbling bad things. Have a nice day