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March
March
My day was decent until dumbass, stupid, arrrrrrggggg!!!………… wifey came by.
I had a lot of drinks and was feeling really good for the night. I mean really good. As in just fu**ing dandy.
Got a burger and some shepherds pie with a salad to-go from Tony’s and man, that was a huge load of food. F**k me running, I’m getting my chow from him now-on. Tasty as hell! Portions?….. dude, they’re HUGE ! American standards?… easily huge, as in HUGE, easily. And BTW– goddamn tasty as f**k! (I knew there was a reason we kept the Canadians close by)
But as things happen in my world, someone named Wifey shows up to f*** up my solitary-eating-at-home-night. This time she shows looking diseased with tons of tiny bites all over her skin. I suggest bed-bugs (which they clearly were), she suggests mosquitoes. I also suggest suicide; this doesnt take…could be a language barrier.
Something was on the tube and a half hour later I remembered this waste of flesh behind me….. f***, she’s sleeping. It takes me 30 minutes to wake the waterbag and move her post-apocalyptic looking ass out the door. This time stating “dont ever fu**ing come back here again”……… So yea, she’ll likely be back in a few days.
Wifey, jeeze.
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Dude, leave the trash on the streets… or beach.
Mar 10, 2009 at 9:08 PM