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Saturday, June 3, 2006

FUCKING ASSHOLES

1:58 pm: SOMEONE CALLS ASKING FOR BEN'S CAKE. AFTER REPEATING THE QUESTION FOUR TIMES, THEY FINALLY ANSWER, OH, OH OHKAY.
1:59 pm: SOMEONE ELSE, ASKING FOR THE SAME CAKE, ASKS THE SAME QUESTION, AND HANGS UP BEFORE I CAN TELL THEM IT'S NOT FUCKING READY, JACKASS!!!!!

IF YOU FUCKING SAID YOU WERE GOING TO PICK UP THE BLOODY CAKE AT THREE, PICK UP THE BLOODY CAKE AT THREE!!!!! DON'T CALL MY HOUSE TWICE, EXPECTING ME TO MAGICALLY SWITCH AROUND THE DAY SO MY MOM IS HOME AND FUCKING HAVE YOUR GODDAMN STUFF READY FOR YOU AN HOUR BEFORE IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE!!!!! RUDE!!!!!

and YOU!! YOU BITCH!!%#@ I GAVE YOU THE RIGHT CHANGE, AND YOU'RE STANDING THERE COUNTING IT OUT, (it was a five, and two toonies) THINKING I RIPPED YOU OFF WHEN YOU'RE GETTING THE GODDAMN DISCOUNT SHIT AND THEN WHEN YOU REALIZE I'M RIGHT, YOU GRAB THE FUCKING SHIT AND WALK AWAY!!!!!! BITCH!!!!

I'M NOT A GODDAMN SECRETARY HERE!!!!

AND HOW LONG IS IT GOING TO FUCKING TAKE YOU TO REALIZE THAT M=P AND I'M NOT MAKING THIS SHIT UP. YOU WANT TO LIVE A FUCKING DAY IN MY LIFE THEN GO AHEAD AND MAYBE YOU'LL REALIZE I CAN'T GODDAMN CONTROL THE SHIT IN MY HEAD AND YOU CAN FINALLY GET AFTER TWO FUCKING LONG YEARS THAT THIS IS NOT MY GODDAMN FUCKING FAULT!!!!! WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO FUCKING GET THIS SHIT IN YOUR HEAD!?!?!?!

AND YOU!!!! ARE YOU ALL SO BLIND THAT YOU CAN'T FUCKING FIGURE OUT THAT YOU'RE MAKING MY FRIENDS LIVES HELL!?!?! JACKASS'!!!! I'M SICK OF YOUR SHIT.

FUCK OFF BITCHES!!!!!!

AURGRGHUIHHHHHH
HHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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