Locked in the trunk of my car, again.

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Friday, December 02, 2005

Rule #1: If your dick is bleeding, go to the hospital.

To all my readers who must be wondering what has become of my uncle with the bleeding penis, for i'm positive that it's been the only thing on your minds, the hemorrhaging has apparently not subsided and he is once again been hospitalized.

As far as i'm concerned the moron deserves it. Why so cruel Annie? Because, goddamn it, any man worth anything musthave certain have certain basic principals right? I have to believe that. You know, shit like call your mother once a week or be nice to your sister or rotate your tires every so often or something like that, you know rules to live by. And i'm assuming that somewhere up high on that list is my dick's bleeding then there's a problem i need to look into. I mean if my nipples were to suddenly start lactating blood, i'd have it checked out. But that's just me, call me crazy.

If you've ignored the puddles you wake up in, specially if they are not man spurt, well brother you deserve what's coming to you.

I just feel bad that my grandmother's going to have to pay for that dipshit's funeral.

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