orelaterat:
Fuck your dog, fuck your car, your lawn, and your garbage cans. Fuck the bugs under your house. Fuck all the people that know you. Fuck most of the people that have heard of you. Fuck the picture of Yngwie Malmsteen you have thumbtacked to your ceiling over your bed. Fuck your dentist and that kid at the lube pit that you think about - a LOT. Fuck your LP collection of 50's musicals. Fuck your shoes. Fuck your linoleum for that matter. Fuck all your thoughts, hopes, and dreams. Fuck all the touch lamps you ever bought. The lava lamps are cool though. Fuck the fools that buy your bullshit macrame plant holders on E-bay. Fuck your ugly knees and your stupid choice of facial hair. Fuck your ethnic heritage. Fuck the sychophantic dipshits that follow you around along with their STD's. Fuck your general lifestyle and choices.
Fuck pretty much everything associated with your politics. Fuck your cat if you don't have a dog. Actually, fuck all cats. Fuck your breakfast and lunch and piss on your dinner. Fuck your hobbies. Fuck your choice of laundry detergent. Fuck all your musical influences - especially fuck Loverboy. Fuck your favorite cable news channel. Fuck anyone who ever encouraged you to keep breathing. Fuck your nosering and nipple tatoos. Fuck your grotesquely flambouyant collection of g-strings. Fuck your piano teacher for the utter failure she was.
Fuck the entire world for cynically compressing you into the abject loser that you are.
/zlurgh
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