So get this shit. A fat little Mexican bitches about how we do (or in this case, don;'t do) PT, but he doesn't want to deal with it so he passes the shit down to another fat dude known in the pit as Olaf. Now Olaf is the greatest thing since the Port-o-potty. Olaf puts a pound of dip in his mouth and comes up with this grand idea of making everyone do PT together. But Olaf is a fucking broke dick. He's too lazy to do it himself so he passes the shit down to another person (we all know who). Now suddenly the torch is yet again fallen down wards to the hands of the Mac and your truly joo-gold. Now what i don't fucking get is how do you come up with a fucking plan and then distance your self so far from it, granted the fucking PT police (Olaf) sticks around but no body really wants him there. he's like a fart that lingers around when you don't want it to. can somebody just tell this nut tosser to just fucking retire and die.Its already rude enough to hang around when no one likes you and when he does fucking leave take his wife Milo or whatever were calling him and their retarded child Fadi with him. the fucking end.
P.S. eat a dick old nigga.

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