Karson Valenti's Voice Mail

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"NO, WAL-MART, I'M NOT GOING TO RETURN YOUR FUCKING CALLS. I APPLIED TO YOUR SHITTYASS STORE, LIKE, A GODDAMN YEAR AGO. I DON'T. WANT. THE. JOB. STOP CALLING.

If you're not Wal-Mart or a telemarketer, just leave a message, and I'll probably get back to you eventually. Seriously, though, this is 2012. Why the hell aren't you using something that's suitably futuristic and technologically advanced, like text messages or email? Who the fuck calls people anymore, I me---"

*beeeep*

Comments

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what about yr mom

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my parents got divorced when i was 5.

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child support

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she probably makes less than my dad does.

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prostitution welfare foster care idk man kids need 2 eat

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stop judging my fucking family, punk.

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make me

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im going to stop responding to your texts.

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ok no im not judging your family that would be a douche move but hey i think theres like a soup kitchen somewhere and im pretty sure the dicks you have to suck to get the good stuff arent too nasty

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like if yr lucky youll get a chode and wont even have to deepthroat

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stop

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hey dude im just trying to help like maybe if you ask nicely hell wash the other hobos spit off it first

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[ and he stops responding. ]