Friday, March 06, 2009

Death to Real Estate

Death to real estate, death to snakes. Clean the stove, pull the weeds. I've got your number fuckface. You're a useless stretch of man with personality found wanting. Leech, leech. I will pee in your letterbox when my lease expires. I'm one quarter Italian. One quarter of me doesn't fuck around.


Anonymous said...

I bet you could look inside all the dirty ovens in the world, right, even the ones at the bottom of swamps, and you wouldn't find one as dirty as this one.

S/O/P said...

Let's lynch the etc etc etc. Property is etc etc etc.

Anonymous said...

Crass. DK. Choking Victim. Leftover Crack.

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