Like.. Fagg.
Sadly, there is nothing to actually prove my theory except a bunch of no name people with unfortunate surnames. Poor Michael Fagg.. Poor Donna Fagg.. Poor Kylie Fagg.. Poor Murray Fagg. How terrible it must be for them, the ridicule they must endure.
I am very hungover and a terrible friend.
On a brighter note, I borrowed all Brittany's DVDs so I have heaps again.. Jake the homo (or, FAGG) took all my movies and then stopped talking to me so I'm assuming that I'll never see them again. Well guess what Jakey boy, you owe me 10 unburnt DVDs.. Averaging around $20 each I guess you owe me about $200? And I could use $200 right now I'm gonna hit you up for that some time soon if you keep being a douchebag loser. How that's a brighter note I don't really know.. But uhh.. Yeah.
My life is pretty swell right now. The guy at Subway was like, "yeah we've always got jobs going" so I hope that offer still stands now I've fucked up the little circle of whatever whatever.. Kiosk lurvvvee.. But I really need a job and I'm good at it, so I think I should be fit for the job. Plus, they never asked for the store number on the application so I guess the won't talk to mole face Jodi.
This is my boring blog that no one will read today but I'm hungover and need something to stop me from going INSANE.
Fagg. That's the way it should be spelt.
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