january second , two thousand two |
goddam fatman |
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not a goddam thing on my x - mess
list was deposited upon my door step . bitches .
be forewarned , santa , next time i see you yer shit is gonna be red , white , black , blue and ripped up all over . i have no new outlook for the year to come . in fact , i believe its gonna be like a national election . pepople believe all the hype and by the time march rolls around all the poor saps who had a warm fuzzy about buying a new calendar get yet another rude awakening . in short . get over it . |
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