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I hope your penis explodes.

We know you have a penis.

I hope you’re just walking down the street and BAM!

Spontaneous explosion 💥💥

Send my money overseas 🤬🤬

I’m adaptive, I learned how to draw blueprints in about a week, I’ll survive.

But I fuckin hate you.

Mother fuckers taking my money ..

You’re the reason that ugly people are better than pretty people.

You’re the reason that I only want to spend time with losers.

Rectums that you’ve railed as hard as mine.

We sit around and talk shit about you, extensively.

Because you give us so much ammunition.

I hope somebody gives it back to you.

Hope your house crumbles.

Hope China and Russia buddy up and punch you in your money hungry ass.

I hope it gets dealt justice, for all the regular people that it fucks.

“to all the bastards at the IRS, the crooked cops and the cluttered desks”- a redneck

I hope your favorite band puts out dog shit for like, 20 years.

I hope your favorite famous person develops a very sincere hatred for you.

I hope you get put on government watch lists.

I hope there’s a secret virus inside your debit card, and every time you use the chip it kills a few hundred thousand brain cells.

I hope you wake up with your own pinky in your urethra.

Mother fuckers yanking 500 out of my bank account ,on payday.

I’m going to kill you.

I’m going to wait until you’re having a parade or a company picnic or some shit.

I’m gonna get in my little piece of shit car, I’m going to install a massive dildo on the hood, then I’m going to tie you up , Israel Keyes style.

Then I’m going to drive that massive dildo straight into your ass.

Then I’m going to foreclose on your house.

Then I’m going to necrophile your dead relatives.

Then I’m going to football punt your favorite animal.

Then I’m going to drop insects into your children’s earlobes.

We could die….

Most of us could stand to just die.

Fuck off.

I’m going to go listen to Lisa Loeb sing about her dead cat.

Clever is your currency.

It’s all you got.

George Carlin is the only one that was right.

It deserves to be viewed with extreme pessimism.

The negativity is warranted.

Everybody else just spreading sugar paint.

They will take everything that you let them take.

And you’re not even close to killing me.

And I learned a completely new occupation, in about a week.

A technical application, something people go to school for,,, In about a week.

I will learn how to rebel.

I will resist.

And I still hope your penis explodes.

All right, I got it out.

That’s a bit much…

I do love a slide guitar part, like slow notes, The sailing nature, effortless vibrato.

If you’re good with it, you can make a few notes say a lot.

Knuckle up.

If my bank was a living, breathing person, I would take on him and the IRS in a cage match. To the death.

That would be an honorable death.

If it weren’t for civilians, I would totally understand blowing up a government building.

If you weren’t killing innocents.

I could totally rationalize flying a plane into a building.

This shit is your fault.

It’s not my fault.

It’s yours ..

I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at myself. And that’s all this is about. That’s the entire nutshell. It’s fine, we’ll move past it and find happiness where you can.

It’s just being alive, it’s all just part of being alive .

Pretty standard stuff