knew it might be coming but could really have gone without having to read the official word today.
There is our 5 year anniversary kick in the nuts.Hey. If any of you are looking for any last-minute gift ideas for me, I have one. I'd like Stephen D. Lee, our first president, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy dead slumber over there on Melody Lane with all the other dead people and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-***, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey **** he is. Hallelujah. Holy ****. Where's the Tylenol?