My brother has been after me for a few months now to write the family tale.
Tonight, my mom suggested it as well after I sat there fondling the new universal remote I had purchased for her and grinding my teeth in anger. And i was daydreaming about sending a copy, hardcover of course, of the book, fictionalized of course, with a personal note to the cocksuckers:
Fuck. You.
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