Gut train

I fucking hate stomach viruses.  I'm shitting water left and right and puking more than a college student during his freshman year.

Shit

Well, fuckheads, another day of anointing my loins with the pussy juice of virgins is almost at an end.  I tell ya, it reall turns my crank to see strippers crying as they work out their daddy issues on my lap.  Hell, I'll even tip extra if they're strung out while doing so.  Just keep your herpes-hole off my dick and we'll be okay.  And no, I don't want a five dollar blowjob in the alley because Uncle Bubba liked to touch your naughty places in the dead of night.  Thanks anyway, ya crackwhore.

Friday the 13th

Happy Friday the 13th, fuckheads and dickweeds.

Another fucking beautiful day

Good morning asshats.  It's another glorious day in Hell here.  My tongue is planted firmly in Mother Nature's twat and I'm just slurping away like a madman this morning.  The birds are fucking the bees and old Cletus is sodomizing a goat.  So, how are you?

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So, fuckers, now that I have Blogger on my Droid, you can read my constant stream of bile and vitriol.  Aren't you just some lucky bitches? 

Fuckery

Hey assholes, I'm back.  So, I'm guessing Billy Ray Cyrus is proud that his daughter finally turned into a white-trash trailer tramp.  Slutting it up at the VMAs with her horse tongue hanging out made him grab a box of tissues, ...just not for tears, mind you.  There's a shortage of Vaseline in the ol Cyrus homestead now, fuckers.