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YEAH THE PENICILLIN'S WORKING JUST GREAT THANKS FOR ASKING.

Damn, okay, I see how it is. Tweety Bird over here sees fit to send the Joker some nice flowers and a teddy bear for no goddamn reason, meanwhile I GOT SYPHILIS IN PRISON and I don't get BULLSHIT. That's real sweet, y'all.

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"At my door, door, door.

He grabbed me by the collar,
He made me pay a dollar,

I don't want to go to Mexico
No more, more, more."

Thanks for covering my ass for parole and greasing the wheels of the American justice system and shit, Ed. I really owe you, son.

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"As pretty as I can be.
And all the boys in the neighborhood
Are crazy over me!"

Oh Lord. Anybody remember that crazy publicist I hired a few years back when I was presumably retarded or blasted out of my right mind? Them pictures are still floating around the internet! Like, fucking Lord, I thought I got rid of all that bullshit but noooo, I Goggled ( Read more... )

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Keep your chemistry and your chemicals separate, kids.


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EW.

I am only doing this because EDD-WAD doesn't think I have the guts. And all the E I've taken this evening DISAGREES.

( Bleach is gone again, Eddman. I used it to scrub myself after writing this entry. )

"To let you know,
If you be wise,
Tis time to rise."
Sorry about all your bleach, Edd, I was FUCKING UP GODDAMN PINCHER BUGS for a little while and got carried away, I guess. Hell, you know I'm good for it; I'll swing by the Walmart and fix you right up. ... Y'all got Walmarts in this crazy, fucked up town, right ( Read more... )

FUCKING SHIIIIIIT. MOTHER FUCKING GODDAMN SHIT ASS PINCHER BUG PINCHED MY SHIT. AW LORD I AM GONNA DIE OH JESUS OH SHIT MOTHER FUCKER.
I AM GONNA FUCKING DIE GODDAMNIT AND I JUST FUCKING GOT HERE.


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"What is the way to London town?
One foot up, the other foot down,
That is the way to London town."
Now, here's a headache I can deal with. Lord, I can't even tell y'all how much better I feel-- like, even waking up all crusted to the floor by what I hope to God is just my vomit in Edd's guest bathroom to some gal with a bad dye-job brushing her teeth ( Read more... )