SO recently i had a crazy drunken night, where in a rage i took my tv and artwork out of my living room. The reason behind the appliance movement was due to retarded roommate syndrome. It seems the way my roommate critiques work is by stepping and spitting on it. So naturally i was pissed, (I learned that he dose this after I got home from the bar also "pissed") And i punched and kicked things. I punched and kicked so hard i put a hole in my roommates door. I went to the home deep doe to get a wall re-pare kit the next day. So now i dont watch tv. I used to put it on when i ate, I played gears two all the time! But now, Im free. honestly. It was a weight off my shoulders. I now have more time to draw. Which brings me to this post! This is about how the tv is the devil and my roommate is a passive little creeper.
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