The universe is determined to make my life horrible. All this week shit has happened that I could really do without, but the fact is it happened all in a sequence of events that alerts me to some power crazy deity’s faffing about.
Today of course was no exception. First I spent £10 on petrol, this isn’t abnormal, but without doubt I will need this £10 at some point next week. Then I almost slipped and cracked my head open whilst going to answer the phone because my digital cordless crashed everytime it rang. Then just now, my fourth top from my collection of 4 was inexpliciably ripped by a door handle.
FUCK YOU UNIVERSE AND PLUTO DOESN’T MAKE YOUR ARSE LOOK BIG, IT’S ALL YOU UNIVERSE FAT, YOU FAT FUCKER.
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