Kanda-fuckin-hari

Jeezus effin Crahst! Wouldja look at that shit? What the hell is wrong with them people? If them god damn Kanda-fuckin-hari son of a bitches cain’t get it through their thick ass fuckin’ A-rab skulls—or Pakistani, or whatever the hell it is they call ‘emselves—that they cain’t just go around shootin’ the hell outta each other, and blastin’ up that fuckin’ worthless piece o’ shit of a desert o’ theirs every time one of ‘em looks crosseyed at th’other one, then….well….well then just fuck ‘em. Fuck ‘em all(!) I say! Just put the good ol’ YOU-ESS-of-A hammer down on ‘em, and blast every last God damn one of ‘em to kingdom-fuckin’-come if they cain’t act like God damn human fuckin’ bein’s.

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Well, o’ course, Sugarplum. Sure, I’d get them little ones outta there first.

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Yeah, sure. ‘n them women too, lil’ sweetiepie—least the ones ain’t still wearin’ them death shrouds—them ghost outfits, or whatever the hell they are. What the hell’s all that about anyway? Them folks’re fucked up in the noggin all right. Fucked up! F-U-B-A-R! ‘t’s’wut’cher grampy used to say!

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All right, all right, woman, I’m turnin’ it down. Jeezus!……bitch.”

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“I didn’t say nothin’. Go to bed……..bitch.”

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“Alright. Alright already.”

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“Yeah, Sugarplum…the…evil witch… says ‘‘it’s-time-for-bed!’’ Come on now’n give y’ Daddy a big hug and a kiss……ugggghhhh…yeah, I love you, too, sugar...and couldja get Daddy another beer on your way to bed, Sugar?”

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“Thank’y’ Sugarplum. Night-night.”

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“Don’t forget to say your prayers.”

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Marrs 4/19/02