I dont recoll ever meeting with this guy. Its like you pick me up off the street, in front of my own business, about some bozo that cant take a hint and now hes heair, in this picture, more dead than a hippy in a mexican stand off, and im responsible? Get the hell outa here WHERES MY LAWYER! You know what you can do for me? Get me a cup and a little bit of sugar so I can identify that black liquid stuff thats gonna keep me up for this. You know what im talkin about? Because theres no way your gonna hold me responsible for this. Some nerve you got. Im gonna need a therapist after this. The agony youve coused. What a day. Here. Take a tip, and wonder why my head dont explode with these questions your asking me. Give me a hammer, so I can wack myself after this one. Take your gun, and blow my foukin brains out, just for the time wasted. Great foukin job officer!
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 19:30:51 +0000
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