Dear Urinary Tract..
I fucking hate you. Stop getting sick you piece of shit. You make me want to tear my eyes out with a spoon and a fishing hook. If you don't get better by saturday, you will cease to exist, and all of your duties will be given to my asshole. I'd rather pee out my butt than deal with this.
ps- LEAVE VAGINA OUT OF THIS.
ps- LEAVE VAGINA OUT OF THIS.
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Dear Whit's Urinary Tract,
Wtf? I can't imagine what kinda karma your owner has, but damn, we all know what you're doing to her is no more fun than getting her blitzed and convincing her to down a liter of tobasco sauce. Jesus, just get one of your homie's owners to bust her a quick shankin... or just a slap or two. At least let her personal time stay enjoyable. Thanks.
Um, peace. (No really, just stay peaceful,it's less messy, and everyone's happy.)
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