Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Today Can Go F*ck Itself...AGAIN!!!

Fuck today. AGAIN. And this time, it's not just me...it's a bunch of mother fuckers that are feeling just like me. I'm not sure what the fuck is wrong with us but it is just one of those goddamn days people. You know those days, right? When you just want to say fuck everything. Son of a fucking bitch. Mother fucker. Cocksucker, shit, ass, fuck, damnit. The panel has fucking spoken bitches. Yeah, fuck you too.

Fuck the fact I had to clean up dog shit this morning and got some on my shoe.

Fuck this coffee, it taste like shit. Can't someone just make a decent cup of coffee this morning, for fuck's sake?

Speaking of shits, I haven't taken a solid one in two goddamn days. That's like the 3rd time this month. WTF?! Fuck!

Fuck doing 6 peoples jobs.

Fuck that my boss is UP MY ASS today.

Fuck being a producer, project manager, planner, strategist and director.

Fuck not getting sleep.

Fuck 5 day work weeks...because they don't fucking exist.

Fuck the 8 hour work day because they don't exist.

Fuck these chipper ass people. I hope you fucks fall out of a window. Cunts.

Fuck people who work 9-5's. If I've offended you, go fuck yourself. I'm fucking bitter mother fuckers. Can you tell?

Fuck the fact that I'm so tired it looks like a smoked a bag of weed before work today.

Fuck the fact that's it's only fucking Wednesday and there are 3 more fucking days of this bullshit.

Fuck you mother fuckers that leave a pile of toilet paper in the shitter. How much toilet paper do you possibly fucking need to wipe your ass? Actually, how could you fucks forget to flush? Sick fucks.

What do I want to eat? Does it look like I have time to fucking eat mother fucker? I haven't slept or taken a shit and you want to go and rendezvous to a goddamn cafe for a sandwich. Do me a favor, shove that fucking sandwich straight up your ass. Fuck face.

Fuck this shit. 

Fuck these people that call me Jim. Do I look like a "Jim" cock fuck? Did I introduce myself to you as "Jim" you sack of shit? Wait, your names Dick right? It's not? Then don't call me fucking Jim asshole.

Fuck the fact that I'm whining like a little fucking bitch right now. I just need to throw a mother fucker through a goddamn window to calm my fucking nerves or something. 

Fuck today. I need a goddamn drink already.

 
Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Fuck it. Just fuck it. 

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