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Friday, March 25, 2016
St. Paddy's Day Idiot
When you drunkenly ring my doorbell and wake me up in the middle of the night then demand to be let into my building without telling me who you are or what you want, guess what the last thing I'm going to do for you is? I hope you see this and realize what a fucking idiot you are. Because next time, I'm just going to call the police. —Learn to count, idiot!
