Friday, March 2, 2018

Fish ! ! !

















Like my fucking fish I caught at the Walmart fishing hole? Are they not some fine fucking fish?

I’ve started calling the neighbor Martha. She constantly keeps changing her apartment and has way too fucking much furniture for that place anyway. Not to mention all the nic naks and wall hangers that keep changing.

She says she is a nester, bullshit, she is just a woman that is never happy with how things are. I set up a cave and it pretty much stays the same way for years, same with the women I lived with.

I guess Walmart is also raising the age for gun sales, I don’t have any issue with that.

Have a blessed fucking day.
Carry on, godfuckingdamnit

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