No I'm not. I'm only writing this because I got another angry call telling me that I wasn't holding up my end of the deal that kept my ass out of jail. Frankly, I could give two fucks at this point.
Seriously, what do I have going for me that would make jail so bad? I can't go to work. My wife's halfway across the country. And that bitch "Precious"? Fucking bit me, so I had to return her to the pound.
Honestly, I don't know if things could get much worse...
My mom just snuck up behind me and read your blog over my should. She got made at me because she says you use "foul" language and I already have "a sailors mouth" to begin with. I just re opened your blog after she left. Sorry your having a rough week. But on the bright side Precious was just a dirty animal making you susceptible to hundreds of bacteria, not to mention FLEES and TICKS...the horror.
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