Friday, December 11, 2009

Kentucky Douche-Bag

Let's just be honest about it here. Slade Leeds and his "principles" themselves were putrid. This, me-buckos, in that, seriously, broes, how in the hell else COULD you characterize 'em; tap-dancing on the graves of those loners, rummy-dumbs, etc.? And, yes, I'm saying, the fact that he flat-out got that lunatic, Bartlebee, to join him over there. That, I'm afraid to say, was itself an even shittier situation (than piggly-wiggly time)....What's that, you DON'T believe me? Hm. Oh well, I guess that you're just going to have to take a gander with your own sniffer, for Christ! - Bartlebee-style. That WILL FLAT-OUT prove it to you, E.O.A. (end of discussion).

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