Friday, November 18, 2005

G R O S S

It is 9:49 am; I am wasted. Still.

Oh and Im really sorry for the people that have to smell me today (not dirty vag like my homies in my office, just cigs and booze).
Tough.
I smell your stank everyday and it is more unpleasant than any smell my body could ever produce. (Even if I sharted my pants, had a yeasty, ran a marathon and decided not to shower for 2 weeks...all that goodness collectively would not smell as repulsive as you.)
Im a sick fuck.
Im going to vomit.

Im pretty sure that is all I can type right now.

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