You fucking people are all miserable twats. There is such a thing as a break. There is also such a thing as doing something like this to raise a bit of morale. Or I guess it might as well just be a funeral procession every day.

Miserable fucking twats. Dig up anything to justify your point of view. I laughed the day my best friend died. My other friend helped me move his body to a more comfortable place than the middle of the floor eyes open. I made a joke about dead weight and we laughed out of despair. You cunts would call me a crisis actor for that.

You fucking people are all miserable twats. There is such a thing as a break. There is also such a thing as doing something like this to raise a bit of morale. Or I guess it might as well just be a funeral procession every day. Miserable fucking twats. Dig up anything to justify your point of view. I laughed the day my best friend died. My other friend helped me move his body to a more confidante place that the middle of the floor eyes open. I made a joke about dead wishy and we laughed out of despair. You cunts would call me a crisis actor for that.

You fucking people are all miserable twats. There is such a thing as a break. There is also such a thing as doing something like this to raise a bit of morale. Or I guess it might as well just be a funeral procession every day.

Miserable fucking twats. Dog up anything to justify your point of view. I laughed the day my best friend died. My other friend helped me move his body to a more confidante place that the middle of the floor eyes open. I made a joke about dead wishy and we laughed out of despair.

You cunts would call me a crisis actor for that.