Dirty carni b@##*rds came into our garage through a back window the other day and stole stuff that could then be winzzened back through said window again! Low life scum. Stole a very cool tool kit and other garage stuff, you know things like paint brushes, that they could then hock off on the black market to fuel they're P habit. Did I mention I thought that the little homee scum can burn in their own karma when it comes back to bite them in the arse.
But the New Zealand Police have been swell, ever soo helpful! You know CSI, like that, they've come and finger printed and everything.... in my dreams. As yet they've been to busy with gang rapes and picking the new colour of their fleet of cars to even return our call.
Ahh good times! I knew I'd like this area, so tidy that anything thats not bolted down gets tidied away, probably by the neighbours two doors down, (read the new years blog re armed defenders)
So word up, yo yo mother ***kers, may you come back as a little flying bug that gets squished at 110 km/h on my windscreen. Peace out.
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So I was once told that I live in my own world as my reality was so diverse from the person I was talking to... since then I've come to realise that everyone lives in thier own reality, we just go through life trying to find people who see the same version we do.
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- HI! Im Bobby. Im owned by 2 felines Bono and the Edge. Bono doubles as my alarm clock in the morning. Im 27 years old, and feel 100.
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