The wrath of Gnomie…..what the fuck…I just spilled half of the macaroni from my Kraft Mac n Cheese all up under the fucking stove burner….so now the house is filling with the Christmasy odor of burnt fucking pasta….YAH!!!!
Fuck you, Gnomie!!!!!
Man, I had no idea of what I was in for when I opted for the chips on sale, as opposed to paying $4 fucking fifty for Lays Wavy….. these thing fucking rock! They’re a softer, kinder, and more gentle potato chip…perfect for curling up on the couch naked and watching a Republican Debate!
…but you are an asshole, and that’s a trade I’ll make every day of the fucking week. So fuck off, and fuck you, and enjoy that big old fucking shit sandwich your mother’s got waiting for you… as she stands there, tottering at the top of the basement stairs…your “studio apartment” below….God, what a piece of shit you are……..living off your parents hard work……sucking the life from them, after they gave their all to give you yours…fucking ingrate….I fucking hate you….Occupy the sweaty space between my thigh and my nutsack, you lazy fucking bum. Go fuck yourself.