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i'm too moody to *bleep* blathe! i'm either *bleep* at someone, or just *bleep* my time away! my *bleep* boss is pushing me to the limits! there is no *bleep* way, that any one person can do all of this *bleep* work! where is his *bleep* Christmas spirit?!
you know what i want?
'i want him brought right here, with a big ribbon on his head and i want to look him straight in the eye, and i want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, over-stuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-assed, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed, sack of monkey shit he is! hallelujah! holy shit! where's the tylenol?!' - Chevy Chase in Chritmas Vacation
i currently have a 'swear jar' on my desk. it's filling up fast! i always donate my 'swear' money to a group of handicapped crafters. they use the money to buy supplies to make 'Christmas Bears' for children in our local hospital. i'm purposely cursing extravagantly so that i can help them even more this *bleep* holiday season. ;)
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correction - *Christmas
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:) ha ha a swear jar.
It must be early. When I first read that, I thought you put the swear words in the jar instead of swearing them. Good idea, I thought.
But then you donate it to handicapped crafters... "Oh look, here's a little message inside. . . 'you sorry sack of ...' oh my!"
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