Karson Valenti's Voice Mail
"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*
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*
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i'll bring a knife
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i guess now's the part where i tell you i don't know how to use a knife
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that seems like the easiest thing in the entire fucking world.
literally, just take the shiny part and push it at someone with some amount of force.
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i would participate the fuck out of that knife fight.
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okay, we're talking about blood now.
or getting near that.
let's stop.
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no no topics:
1) my family.
2) blood.
most everything else is free game.
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