Strange, but true!
Came in last night, Bitch quiet. NICE. Bag of garbage on the stoop, again, garbage can inches away, but, whatthehell. I'm a "scumbag motherfucker," remember?
Asked Stoney for his tax info, asked Bitch for its. Got neither. So, fuck 'em. Got MY taxes done, without paying for either of them. Useless, truly useless.
Friday, February 27, 2015
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