Day by Day

Friday, October 14, 2011

Are there any real men in Boston?

Because when a woman gets spit on by a bunch of fucking dirty hippies, you need to beat their fucking asses like a drum, until they wake up in a hospital and drink their dinners through a fucking straw for six months.

There's your fucking PSA.

No, I'm not in a good mood.  Stop fucking asking.

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