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Wednesday, October 19, 2005

i am convinced that the world is coming to an end.

Why Annie? you all may ask and this is my reason why. Yesterday my dad says to me:

Dad : you see who was in the paper saturday?

Me : nope who?

Dad : Ralph P. (who happens to be my estranged uncle and estranged father to two of my cousins, oh and an alcoholic)

Me : Shit what the hell did he do? (thinking : robbery, arson, some shit like that)

Dad: Oh nothing, he's running for Mayor of Dorval.

me : WHAT? are you serious?

Dad: yep, his base of operations is in some bar, he called your aunt and said "i'm gonna be mayor, wanna get married again?"

People i couldn't make this shit up if someone paid me.


VOTE RALPH IN 2005 BITCHES!

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