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Friday, June 8

t.o.w. the death of the non president

To the namesake, of the famous great american president, who is unfortunately not made of presidential material but instead, filled with crap.

and

To the namesake, of the wonderful airport in the world that just cleverly prevented itself from being bombed by terrorists, who is bomb-worthy himelf.

I will destroy your life.

Even if its not within this remaining one and a half years, I'll make sure I'll hunt you and your low-lying self-deprecating cheapskate fugly job down and make sure you learn what its like to be human.

You are as compassionate as you are intelligent, as humane as you are humble and as incomplete as the hole in your mouth (aka anus) from which fungal fumes and saprophytic shit release themselves into the world - thereby polluting the environment.

You watch out, you power-hungry freak.

I wish I was your boss. I'll make you work on Mothers day and Fathers day. You probably won't mind since you aren't close enough to your family to know the importance of these days to people and cos' you'll probably end up alone and sad for the rest of your life cos' of a ball-crushing "accident".

Happy Fathers Day!

Regards,
Your LOWly Private.

P.S. Cherish your privates! You won't have them for long!!!

The above entry was written in absolute anger and so must be taken with absolute realism.

Cheers.
kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 8:06 PM