offered me a fun-pack
( no thanks, syd, those fucking things are worse than stale bread after sitting in your car all summer),
asked me if i still had dog toys and rawhide bones
( i know he really only wanted the bones, he shoves them up his ass and coventrycunt licks them clean for next time).
wanted to be friends again
( he almost got me in the back with his rhinestone handled stilletto while he was smiling to my face).
said he has changed, he's no longer a gossipy,two faced old lady, making phone calls all day and night, setting up support for his next assenine post somewhere.
( i believe him, that shit's gotta get boring, even for a retarded fuck like syd).
told me about new herfing buddies he's made on some other jizzwad boards.
( but he failed once again trying to steal any of their young girlfriends).
he's really a big man on board at these other boards.
( but no-one will let him be an administrator there).
i had to call the police to get him off my porch, and the cops advised a restraining order \"cause he looks like a crazed gay stalker who could be dangerous if he had a dick.\"
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