I hate summer. I really do. There is nothing about summer I particularly couldn't live without.
The heat? Hate it.
The bugs? Hate them.
The energy sapping sunshine? Fuck that bright cunt.
After mother nature opened her legs and pissed on us for about 4 days I had a few days off this past weekend.
My parents decided to visit my uncle Duck. It was a basic visit with basic conversation about the same shit. Which suits me fine, since I don't really give a fuck about back home. Now if Duck would shut the fuck up about me going to work on Service rigs, Id be set. I don't want to take a job that only pays 3 dollars more than mine, but is like 5 times the labour.
King Slave was in town this weekend, I missed him, but Ill see him again sometime in summer. If you haven't heard his rap music you really should, he's really an intelligent guy, even though he raps about politics, super heroes and living in Saskatchewan, its really solid music.
Also that old lady across the street is one more mean look away from a Thai clinch and a broken jaw.
Her fucking dogs (one is a shiz tzu, and the other is a beagle) bark consistently without losing their voices for what seems like days on end. Then my puppy Nemesis barked once for no reason other than my Husky Akuma bit him, and she comes running across the street and gives my dog shit for barking? GIVE HER THE BROKEN FACE!!
Other than that me and G are the joint internet Uno champions. Work is gay, and my SUV is still needing service, although I finally changed the oil (It was 20,000km overdue)
Ill see how the rest of this week turns out, even though the weather looks a lil bit too warm for my liking...Cant wait for winter.
Fuck Summer
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Summer and I forgive you your insolence and blasphemy.
We don't take no shit from no Uno-playing computer programs!
Also, "that old lady across the street" isn't nearly specific enough. This is Saskatchewan. The hit squad need a name and an address, at least.
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