It is. Why? Because I fucking started it. If you’ve got a problem with that, we can meet up. And by meet up, I mean have Shaggy suck you off while fingering your asshole.
Hey listen man, I’m really sorry. I crossed the line back there. There was no need for me to jump down your throat like that. I really need to chill out and stop being so reactive. Or at least I think thats what your mother was gurgling to me last night. She was offering 50% off donkey punches and I ended up blow an extra large load in her mouth. But that’s really beside the point.
Why don’t you let me go ahead and compile that manual. I’ll put a special section in it for you on how no one gives a flying fuck about you or you piece of shit Jetta. Read it. Learn it. Live it.