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16 September 2010

WTF

without going into too much detail regarding a particular incident that i recently found myself in, i walked away from the situation thinking WHAT THE FUCK. and i'm not talking about a simple little wtf...i'm talking a big FUCKING WHAT THE FUCK.

you know...i hate liars. and i'm not talking about a little pansy ass fib or white lie that doesn't involve serious repercussions or severe damages to anyone's life or feelings if they were to discover the fib, i'm talking about a bold-faced, WTF, bullshit LIE. some people have a lot of gotdamn nerve.

let's just say that this pussy ass bitch who calls himself a man (and for all intents and purposes is because he sort of looks like one except that whole "sand in his vagina" part), made this gross accusation about me assaulting him. i was like, motherfucker. okay. so in all honesty there were no serious consequences to this lie of his but nonetheless, that shit seriously pissed me off. especially because i'd have no problem admitting to assaulting someone if it were in fact the TRUTH! (just ask that pussy dwightfuckface who's nose i broke). except that it wasn't the truth. i wanted to tell that pussy ass bitch that if i had indeed assaulted him, his tiny little penis would have remembered because he'd have been laying in a hospital bed with more than a bruised ego and a bleeding vagina. i'm like, seriously?!

oh and p.s. i actually have no real knowledge that the man has a napolean complex but one could easily deduce that he HAS to, given the fact he would lie about something that makes him look like a giant DOUCHEBAG.

MOREOVER, i wanted to tell this guy who needs to buy himself a box of tampons that i didn't feel like robbing him of any more of his manhood by kicking his ass because clearly he had already gotten beaten with the FUGLY stick when he shot out of his mom's nasty twat! that sonuvabitch. and you know, if it hadn't been for the environment in which i was in and i had just randomly seen the bitch on the street i would have without hesitation told that lying sack-of-shit dickbag what i thought.

yeahyeahyeah. i have an extremely foul mouth this evening. it's a bit excessive i know. but i am still stewing over this whole matter. in fact, you could say that i'm RAGING-MOTHERFUCKING-PISSED! it goes to another point of mine about acting like a man and having a pair OR just looking like a man and having a vagina bigger than mine. it's total bullshit. argh.

so here's my challenge to all of you men who pretend to act all manly all of the time...don't go telling people that a 120 lb., 5'3" GIRL assaulted you unless you want to look the biggest pussy on the face of the planet...especially when you're almost a foot taller than her and a good buck heavier.

p.s. okay. that was a bit of a lie in itself. (hey. i try to refrain from being a hypocrite MOST of the time). i really weigh more than that but i figured it's believable so why not tell a little fib. besides i actually have a pussy so i'm entitled to act like one if i want. and anyway. everyone lies about their weight and no one has suffered irreparable harm. bitches!

yeahyeahyeah. anger management. i'm going. NOT. and not EVER.

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