Dear Assholes, Greedy Jackwagons, Entitled Brats and Douchebags,
Last chance.
Run.
Cut a deal.
Stop shredding phone records and consuming paperwork.
We had them a long time ago.
Forget covering it up.
We already know.
We are not kidding.
Fuck you very much,
The Good Guys
I hate how gullible I am in my dreams. Someone is like "bro remember, you're the prince of frosting mountain?" And I'm like I forgot yeah of course I am, I'm such a fucking idiot