It's been a while since I posted, so I thought I'd post just for the sake of saying I posted something. Boy am I pissed, and this blog will be a ranting/blowing off steam blog, where I flame things that has pissed me off this past week.
You fucking car jackers, your day will come, I know it and so do you. First you steal my Kings' Honda that he worked and invested so much in, then you steal my Mom's Acura, this morning. I hope the cops catch you, throw you in prison, and you become the bitch of a inmate, who name is something along the lines of "Bubba". Better yet, I hope find you first. I'll think of some ironic justice, such as bolting a fucking car seat to your back and have you carry me around on your all fours, while you make car rumbling noises. And if neither of the two get you, Karma will smite you down, somehow and somewhere. I just hope I get to see it.
How about instead of stealing cars, you actually get a job? You could become a circus freak who eats fecees for a living, if all else fails. Fuckers, Fuck you.
I wasn't going to say anything about this, but since I'm preally ticked off right now, I might as well keep going. To the Native bitch who cut me off a few days ago. Fuck you bitch, tell you husband to stop slurring his words, just because he drank too much industrial cleaner or is just plain retarded. Tell him that anything with four wheels is not called a "boat". By the way, if your actually reading this blog you whore, good work in obtaining the brain power to work a fucking computer. Wonder how long it took you to figure out that your computer was more than a heavy metallic box with holes in different places. Next time you see me, actually pull up beside me in traffic and then start talking to me, clearly, instead of being a chicken shit.
I feel a bit better now, but not much. I'll be starting my road trip to Vancouver with my buddies tomorrow.
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