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Saturday, August 23, 2014
QUIET! jesus please...
I yearn for the day when the little sperm/egg combinations go back to school and the neighbourhood quiets the fuck down again.
When I was young, the darkness meant QUIET THE FUCK DOWN YOU LITTLE ARSES!
(directed toward the parents of you darling, little sperm/eggers) —Mr. Meaty
