I need a haircut. It's getting long. I look like a hippy.
Remember when I told you how Breda shot me in the throat with Jay's snubbie? Well, now you know why I was unscathed.
Mike Johnson to Texas Flood Victims: Fuck You, Yer On Yer Own
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That's pretty much his message, but he gussied it up with the usual blather
about thoughts and prayers.
In other words:
2 hours ago
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Unscathed? there was BLOOD.
Fake blood. I did that to maintain my secret identity, Lois.
What is that on the table, quad Remingtons? You type so fast they have to be rotated to cool off?
Naturally. SUPER fast.
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