my afternoon has a mantra:
fuck you, you fucking fuck. fuck you, you fucking fuck. fuck you, you fucking fuck.
i didnt used to hate laying out the newsletter at work.
until, that is, someone literally took scissors and tape to an entire weeks worth of my time.
everybody repeat after me...
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funny thing, i have a tshirt that i got for my birthday that says "Fuck you, you fucking fuck."
Looks like you aren't alone.
:)
fuck you, you fucking fucks!! why didn't they cut out your heart while they were at it?!