You hear me?!?! Shut it off RIGHT NOW, or SO HELP ME I'll KICK YOUR
FRONT DOOR IN and STRANGLE YOU with the SPEAKER WIRES, right on your
RATTY SHAG CARPET in front of your BUCK-TOOTHED GIRLFRIEND!!!
IT'S 2:30 IN THE MORNING, you STUPID FUCK!! *NO ONE*, and I mean *NO
ONE* wants to hear your LAME-BRAINED MOTTLY CREW CD's at ELEVEN TRILLION
DECIBELS at TWO-FUCKING-THIRTY IN THE MORNING, you INBRED, OVERGROWN
ADOLESCENT, MONGOLOID, EIGHTH-WITTED, WHINING SLOPPY-DRUNK, SHIT-CAKED-
ASS-CRACK LITTLE MOTHER-FUCKER!!!!
I WILL *KILL* YOU, you WORTHLESS, SNEARING LITTLE POSER. I'll RIP that
ring RIGHT OUT OF YOUR NOSE, and LAUGH as you dance around like a DRUNKEN
INDIAN, cupping the BLOOD that RUNS DOWN YOUR FACE in your trembling hands.
I'll KICK YOU in the chest SO HARD your SHOELACES WILL SNAP, and then I'll
YANK EVERY LAST HAIR of that SPARSE and SCRAGGLY EXCUSE for a beard out
of your face with a pair of NEEDLE NOSED PLIERS as you SCREAM AND WAIL
about how UNFAIR it all is, YOU SNIVELING SELF-CENTERED LITTLE CUNT!!
SHUT IT OFF!! *RIGHT* *NOW*!!!
Respectfully yours,
Artemia
--
"The Psychlos can fly between galaxies,
but look at their nails" -- Roger Ebert
Original file name: SHUT THAT FUCKIN THING OFF!Š
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