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How many of you have a neighbor that puts up a bunch of fucking lawn trinkets and bull shit in their yard. How many of you would like to squish their heads like a melon with a ten pound sludge? I know I do. These fucks should fucking die. My neighbors moved in a year or so ago. The first thing they did is stink up the place like shit with their old Texas asses. (Oh and all of you rich Texans that don�t like this, you can fuck yourselves with William Shatner's head) Then they decided to cut down all the vegetation on their property and replace it with painted head boards off of a bunch of shitty old beds. Oh real smart you fucker, thats what I want to see outside my window every fucking day. Unless he plans on having strippers humping the headboard every time I look in that direction, I hope he gets shoved up a giant babies ass!...? Oh that's not all, then they put yard gnomes up on their porch just to piss me off. What, do you fucks have a gay gnome fetish? Every time I look out the window, I see the fleet of gnomes staring back at me with their sad eyes and hard-ons which they probably get from eating ghram crackers and shrooms all fucking day . I want to blow them up with grenade! The place looks like the surface of my ass, the house being the big brown creator in the middle and the trinkets being the pimples and ass hair. Then what really gets me pissed is that the house is like a fucking vacation home. so I only get to flip them off a few times a year, those bastards Then they threatened to shoot any of our animals that cross the street onto their property. Hears a threat for ya bitch. I want to take a drill and drill a hole into your skull, then fill it with gunpowder and blow it up in front of the whole neighborhood, so that everybody would have the satisfaction of watching you die! I hope these fucks die! I would like to tie them both to a bed and leave them for a year, just like victor in SEVEN. HOW DO YA LIKE THE HEADBOARDS NOW BITCH!?!?!. Except every day I would piss and shit in their mouths. I hope they fall into a combine and get torn apart and made into bloody hay bails. I hope that they get eaten or fucked to death by those damn horny yard gnomes. Sometimes I get these animalistic impulses that make me want to shit in my hand and throw it at them as they drive down the road. Or maybe it is just pure hatred for old rich Texas fucks that fuck everything over just so that they can be fucking happy. They won't be happy when they find that massive shit in their mail box, and on their porch, and in their mouths. When those fucker die I will stop bitching about them, until I remember how fucking gay they where and then I will dig them up, call up the media and take another shit in their mouths on national television. Don�t mess with Texas? I'll piss on the Alamo just like Ozzy if i get the chance. |
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