My Uncle George
I have this crazy uncle named George, whom I love dearly. He use to have long hair, smoke pot, not shower, collect freaking rocks, and drive a VW bus. Real hippie like. Well now his head shaved, he has a job, takes a shower, has a few guns for killin', a computer, and a good ole boy right wing attitude. I guess it seems that kids start out as radical left wing, but as you get older you start moving to the right. I was smart and went right to Reagan when I was a kid. Man that guy was awesome. I grew up faster.
But this ass never returns my calls. Wuss. Maybe he can meet me at 8:30pm on CS:S 69.9.38.156:27015?
But this ass never returns my calls. Wuss. Maybe he can meet me at 8:30pm on CS:S 69.9.38.156:27015?
posted by Producer at
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3 Comments:
to paraphrase someone, (i am not sure who said it),'if you are young and not a liberal, you have no heart. If you are older and not a conservitive,you have no brain. 'nuff said.
this guy is an asshole...this is the reason the country has gone to shit.
where does this bunghole live, I want to kill him.
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