Quick List of Shit That's Been Bugging Me.

I found out semi recently that Freddie Prinze Jr is now currently a
writer for the WWE. This shit needs to stop. This motherfucker has led
too charmed a life and needs to fuckin die. He's been acting since he
was a kid, his dad was super famous, he's good looking and probably
charming to boot, he married every nerds dream girl in sarah michelle
gellar, and he's a big comic book geek and wanted to play spiderman. Now
he gets to go on the road and hang out with the boys and have every diva
wanting him and I really really wish someone would take an ice pick to
his head.
The WWE should hire New Jack. He wouldn't stand for it. Freddy
would be hogging all the ring rats and Jack would go all ape shit and
stab him. Oh what a glorious day that would be indeed.

People with their fuckin dogs. I don't hate dogs. They're simple
creatures and I guess they're doing the one job they think they have.
Protecting their own. Which is perfectly fine. However when I gotta go
in the back yard to get those precious four digit numbers I don't feel
like I have to make a hundred yard dash in the process. And u can claim
stupid and say u didn't remember what day I was gonna be there and yadda
yadda but if u had half a fuckin brain in that pea shaped head or urs ud
check ur bill and see that I come on the same days every fuckin month.
That means take foo foo out of the yard and lock him in the house. In
fact when u know im coming inside ur house to read ur gas meter take
foo foo somewhere I won't see him and he can't see me. Deal?