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| So there was fucking coal in my stocking this morning. Man wtf, how dare he do that. I knew where he was too, the fucker has been panhandling in front of Jewel. | |
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| So I went over there and knocked his old, bellringing ass out. His head snapped back, and a bunch of coins spilled out of his kettle. | |
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| So I scooped up the dinero and went in and bought some shit to fill my stocking properly. Man that old fucker better hook me up right next time. | |
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