At the age of 24 years old I think it's time to grow up and stop stealing stuffed animals from a fucking convenience store. That's number one. Number two is when a police officer confronts you about stealing the stuffed animals you probably shouldn't assault with with the stuffed monkey. What made you pick the stuffed monkey? That's neither here nor there, I'm just saying. I mean you might as well have started a pillow fight if you were gonna hit him with a stuffed animal you fucking moron. I really have nothing else to say to you except to tell you that I have nothing else to say to you. Here's your t-shirt fucker, have a nice day.
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