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N.O.B.

My kid bought a movie ticket with all his freshmen friends for a show last night... 1:45am showing. For that 3hour superhero ‘film’.

I told him to GTFOH with that bullshit.

#thirteendollarsdown #iaintdriving
 
The pool — that circular aquatic millstone/albatross foisted on me by the psychotic spawn of Satan himself now known as my dead ex-grandmother-in-law — is gone. Well, soon anyway.

I just got back (yeah it’s almost 4:00 am, God’s time) from starting the pump to drain that corksoaking, mothertouching blight on my soul. I was so giddy at the prospect that I couldn’t sleep. Dude is coming out tomorrow to take it down and away. I’m as happy as an East German circa 1991 watching the Japanese bomb their wall into oblivion.

The pool is dead. May it rot in hell.
 
The pool — that circular aquatic millstone/albatross foisted on me by the psychotic spawn of Satan himself now known as my dead ex-grandmother-in-law — is gone. Well, soon anyway.

I just got back (yeah it’s almost 4:00 am, God’s time) from starting the pump to drain that corksoaking, mothertouching blight on my soul. I was so giddy at the prospect that I couldn’t sleep. Dude is coming out tomorrow to take it down and away. I’m as happy as an East German circa 1991 watching the Japanese bomb their wall into oblivion.

The pool is dead. May it rot in hell.
Jerk off on its carcass.
 
Jerk off on its carcass.
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The pool — that circular aquatic millstone/albatross foisted on me by the psychotic spawn of Satan himself now known as my dead ex-grandmother-in-law — is gone. Well, soon anyway.

I just got back (yeah it’s almost 4:00 am, God’s time) from starting the pump to drain that corksoaking, mothertouching blight on my soul. I was so giddy at the prospect that I couldn’t sleep. Dude is coming out tomorrow to take it down and away. I’m as happy as an East German circa 1991 watching the Japanese bomb their wall into oblivion.

The pool is dead. May it rot in hell.

:joy:

Bless you, Mav. Enjoy this moment...and ejaculate on its carcus.
 
The pool — that circular aquatic millstone/albatross foisted on me by the psychotic spawn of Satan himself now known as my dead ex-grandmother-in-law — is gone. Well, soon anyway.

I just got back (yeah it’s almost 4:00 am, God’s time) from starting the pump to drain that corksoaking, mothertouching blight on my soul. I was so giddy at the prospect that I couldn’t sleep. Dude is coming out tomorrow to take it down and away. I’m as happy as an East German circa 1991 watching the Japanese bomb their wall into oblivion.

The pool is dead. May it rot in hell.

At first I read this as your ex grandmother in law passed away and I was like damn he really disliked her. Upon second reading I determined it was about the pool.
 
At first I read this as your ex grandmother in law passed away.
She did.
...and I was like damn he really disliked her.
I did. Everybody did — including her own kids — because she was a thoroughly miserable, despicable, worthless aggregation of cells. The world is a far, far better place now that she’s gone.
Upon second reading I determined it was about the pool.
Satan begat the ex-grandmother-in-law who then begat the pool. Collectively they are known as the unholy trinity.
 
She did.

I did. Everybody did — including her own kids — because she was a thoroughly miserable, despicable, worthless aggregation of cells. The world is a far, far better place now that she’s gone.

Satan begat the ex-grandmother-in-law who then begat the pool. Collectively they are known as the unholy trinity.

So you don't miss her?
 
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