dear the time is now diary,
ima tell you what. the grump and the unibomber are really something. i think they both need professional help. here is why. whenever the unibomber raises his voice, the grump snaps. then it is a big ordeal. who argues with a dog? i can tell you, but you prolly will not believe me. i am listening to it now. as i sit here and reflect, that used to be me- in there- i was the dog. he used to fuck with me like that. the unibomber would poke me in the chest and fuck with me and fuck with me until i would fucking bite him. the grump, the poor grump, he's old now and takes less and less of his shit. if i could call the department of dogs and family services, they would take the unibomber away. please don't ever repeat this, or tell the unibomber i told you guys this, but the grump whooped his ass the other day. the grump bit him on his arm y'all and the unibomber didn't do shit but get an icepack. the unibomber had it coming and the grump trumped him. i went into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet and laughed cuz i knew i was peein. and i sure did. i didn't let anyone know i was pissin and laughing hard. see, when the grump bites me- he don't break the skin. he can hold back. but clearly, he cant hold back when he tears into the arm of the unibomber. i love the grump. the fucker.
ima tell you what. the grump and the unibomber are really something. i think they both need professional help. here is why. whenever the unibomber raises his voice, the grump snaps. then it is a big ordeal. who argues with a dog? i can tell you, but you prolly will not believe me. i am listening to it now. as i sit here and reflect, that used to be me- in there- i was the dog. he used to fuck with me like that. the unibomber would poke me in the chest and fuck with me and fuck with me until i would fucking bite him. the grump, the poor grump, he's old now and takes less and less of his shit. if i could call the department of dogs and family services, they would take the unibomber away. please don't ever repeat this, or tell the unibomber i told you guys this, but the grump whooped his ass the other day. the grump bit him on his arm y'all and the unibomber didn't do shit but get an icepack. the unibomber had it coming and the grump trumped him. i went into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet and laughed cuz i knew i was peein. and i sure did. i didn't let anyone know i was pissin and laughing hard. see, when the grump bites me- he don't break the skin. he can hold back. but clearly, he cant hold back when he tears into the arm of the unibomber. i love the grump. the fucker.
