So my dad...

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He's developed this excruciatingly annoying habit of coming into my room when he gets off work, sitting his fat ass down on my bed and talking to me about his work day. I don't know why he thinks I care. It's kind of like how he'll randomly inform me of what he's had for lunch. He also likes to bug me about how my day at school was, which I find annoying as well. I'm doing fine in everything except English, but school sux cawk and when I come home I don't want to think about it or talk about it.

tl:dr stupid old bastard needs to leave me alone :neomon:

:whogives:
 
thats how i learned to kiss :O
 
but.......


you mean to say thats not how you do it? bah, i always wondered why i had such epic man trouble......
 
shitting hell what a fucking twat I feel now -_-
 
im demanding a refund from that cunting monkey
 
o_O I think Im demented...the little bastard gave me rabies, im sure of it -_-
 
my kissing technique :monster:
 
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