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Fuck You Brain

‘The guy who writes shitty poems about

Sex

Booze

Weed

Mushrooms

Traffic

God

Hell

Masturbation

is trying

to give

moral

and ethical advice??

Get the hell out of here!

How hilarious.

You know he says that he only ‘sprinkles in sex because sex sells’?’

What a fool.

You know that he never graduated college??

He says ‘fuck’ every other word!

What a disgrace.

He’s an embarrassment

and he doesn’t belong here.

He’s the last guy I’d turn to for moral advice.’


Well fuck you too, Brain.


-C.H.

 
 
 

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