I fucking hate all facets of life, and the penguin as well. I wish I were dead and that the world would fucking explode. Plus, no porn barn for you, or born parn either.
Granted, I never see you, but I still think you are the awesome. It sorrows me that you like death.
Wait, we switched places somehow.
Look, it happened again.
I also heard you martyred yourself to the wierd kid's vomit and then wandred off to your food service job. I was scared.
