Anti abandons the internet.

it's finally over, thank fucking god.

Sunday, April 13, 2003

"there louder.. fuck that shit..."

sign jobbing in the rain is the shittiest. i straight up highwatered my pants, broke out the three pound mallet, and shoved some human signs onto some street corners. now my whole body reeks like bo, my car is soaked and mud soaked, and my hands and arms are cut to fuck and splinter ridden.

so send all emails regarding east hills mall in fakersfield to me, i have that shit on lock down.
now i have to take a luda-piss. hard to the core. and core to the right.

and my old email accounts are caput. send me shit there, g'head... but i won't read it. i'll pay some sucka top not have to read 'em.

the new is || thank you, drive thru.

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