NEXT UP ENGLAND
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| HO F*KING HO |
I knew something was up
when they didn’t even put their bags away after the last trip.
At first, I figured
they were hungover from drinking too much rum in St. Lucia, but that’s a normal
F*king night for them. How many times do I have to wake them up by licking the
drool off their faces when they pass out on the couch watching Wheel Of Fortune.
I’d like to solve…. THEY
ARE A**HOLES!
No, Mommy is packing
the bags again and Daddy has been wearing a hat to bed. I don’t know if he’s coming
or going….
That’s a joke for you F*king dummies out there, in case you didn’t get it.
Who the F*ck reads this S*itty
blog anyway.
Here it is the Christmas season, and they are flying off to England. They are going across the F*king “pond” to visit family. Pond? I should pee in it. I should poop in the travel bags too. They like picking up my poop. Dummies.
So, they’re going out
to visit F*king family during the Christmas holidays, but what the F*ck am I? They
say they F*king love me. Well Ho F*king Ho! F*king spare me the Christmas cheer
and why don’t you both just jump off that F*king Rainbow Bridge.
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